Dearest Future Me,

Hey. You. Yeah, I’m talking to you…me. The future me. The one who will look back at all of this in remembrance someday. Promise me something. Promise me you’ll get yourself out of this mess you’re in. You’re better than this. And you know you are. You let your own mind get in the way. Learn to adapt to it. Learn to control it. Learn to overcome it. Learn…to rely on others for support. You’re not alone in this fight. They’ll take care of you when you need them; all you gotta do is ask. And, this is by far the biggest thing, take care of yourself. If you don’t, you’ll destroy yourself from the inside out. The only way to break a man is to break his mind. And this current you that’s writing this…is really close to doing so. That’s why I’m writing this before it’s too late. I’m making a promise to myself to give myself something to hold onto. Know that you are loved. You are an excellent young man whom a lot of people admire. Don’t break their hearts by destroying yourself. Live on through the pain, for it is never the end of you. Now then. Knowing me, you’re probably looking at this in the wee hours of the night. Go to bed. Rest…you deserve it. You’ve done everything you could. And don’t forget: The Lord, no matter how far He may feel from you, will always be with you. Hope you’re doing well. Take care, buddy. I mean it.

Sincerely,
Your Present Self