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💌 A Letter to My Future Self Dear Future Mushk, I hope that when you read this, the name "Jessica" feels like a word from a language you’ve long forgotten. I’m writing to remind you of the day the air finally felt clear again. Remember the weight of that coat? Remember how it felt when the "charm" turned into a trap? Don't ever let yourself miss the sparkle if it hides a shadow. You are worth more than being someone's scapegoat. You are worth a friendship that is honest, even when it’s not "charming." Keep your boundaries strong. Keep your eyes open. And most of all, keep being the girl who chose herself. You didn't just lose a best friend; you gained your own life back. With love and pride, Mushk (The version of I survived)