Hey guys, welcome back. So I got this idea in my head as I was about to go to sleep and I absolutely did not want to lose it so I thought I’d just quickly write this post. I think this is pretty self-explanatory so I’m just going to get started.
Dear Future Husband,
Hi, hello. Boy, this is strange. I hope that one day you are actually reading this and I didn’t forget it existed. Oh gosh I hope it makes it to you and isn’t banished to the depths of the Internet somewhere. Anyway, I have a million questions that I’d like to ask you but by the time you’re reading this, they’ve all been answered.
I’m writing this to you at age 14, and I’m probably cringing behind you as you read this because I assume my views on the world will have changed by then. But this is what teenage me wants to say to you:
First of all, if I do call you my husband, there’s a good chance you already know this but, I come with a lot of “baggage” (I can’t stand that word but I don’t know what else to call it). There’s a lot that you’ve had to deal with and major props to you for a) sticking around and b) actually getting far enough past it that you wanted to marry me. I hope that by the time we’ve met and fallen in love, my mental health issues are a thing of the past. But the fact of the matter is that they are chronic. So as much as I’d like to hope that in the future I’m cured, I know that’s not likely.
And although I know that if I married you I must trust you, because I know myself, I will find it hard to say what’s on my mind. It’s always been this way and if for some reason that has changed, first, it’s a miracle, but secondly, don’t ignore this. If there’s something I’m not telling you, it’s nothing personal. It’s just me terrifying myself over your reaction.
Not to be creepy but I often think of you. As a teenage girl, I do love the idea of love. I wonder about you, because you and I currently exist together but we don’t know each other yet. I’m assuming anyway, if we have already met as of when I’m writing this that’s even stranger. But I wouldn’t think so because boys never like me in that way. Back to the point, I do like to think of what you might look like, how we met, where we went for our first date. Things like that.
There have been plenty of times that I’d doubted I’d ever find someone willing to marry me, but if you are reading this letter, I guess I did find someone. And I know that you make me smile, you make me feel confident in myself. It feels good to lie in my bedroom now and think that somewhere out there is a boy who will one day fall in love with me.
I’m excited to meet you, to tell you the stories of my childhood. I’m excited to laugh with you, to tease you mercilessly, I’m excited to learn new things with you. From your 14 year old wife, if I can give you any advice about dealing with me, the best thing that you can ever do for me is give me a hug and tell me that you believe in me. That’s something about myself that I don’t think will ever change. On my worst days, I’ll just need to feel loved and supported.
I hope that I actually did end up letting you read this and I didn’t make you stop halfway because it was too embarrassing. Forgive me for not saying that I love you, feels a bit odd considering I don’t know who’s reading this.
Thanks so much for reading this, it was actually very enjoyable to write. If you want to write a letter to your future spouse, feel free to do it. Have a great rest of your day or night.
See ya soon!!!