From Future Me To Present Me
Dear Present Me,
Why do you feel this way?
What makes you doubt
Your intelligence
Your beauty
Your worth?
Why do you believe it?
Who tells you
You are ugly
You are fat
You are unlovable?
Why are you scared?
What makes you fear
You will be judged
You will disappoint
You will fail?
But more importantly,
How will you overcome?
Yours truly,
Future Me
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