Dear society, it’s been two years since I last wrote to you.
Wow, time flies, hasn’t it?
Well, a little life update, I am 22 years old now.
I am a senior in college, waiting to hear back from a grad school.
I still feel somewhat the same way as I did two years ago about you.
You’re definitely still very confusing about whether you like me or not.
but well, I am happy to say that I am here very much alive writing to you still.
I think I am a lot better than the last time I wrote to you.
I have grown quite a bit and I guess thanks to you.
you have put me through hell and heaven over the past two years for sure.
There was a time that I really did not think that I would make it to my birthday.
Shocker. I made it.
I think I realized that you are trying too.
trying to be better, just like I am.
and failing many times, just like I am.
I guess I have grown to accept that you’re not perfect either.
In fact, nothing in this world is perfect.
but I know one thing that I didn't know two years ago.
It’s that not being perfect is not necessarily a bad thing.
Sometimes imperfection is beautiful.
Most of the time it teaches you a lesson.
So I think I’m not scared of you anymore. probably. maybe. Um I think.
I change my mind often. So for now this is where I stand.
I still don’t think I love you but hey, we’re not enemies, right?
I’d like to say, I’ve grown to like you more.
I am and will be trying everyday.
So you do that too.
Thank you so much for the past two years.
I wouldn't have it any other way, friend.
Lots of love,
your friend Miyabi
Edited by Emiru Okada
Graphic by Meg NH