Dear Future Me: An E-mail You Need to Write Today

One day, while scrolling through your inbox, you stumble upon a message from yourself. From the version of you who exists right now – maybe exhausted, maybe crying, maybe feeling completely lost … but still holding onto a fragile thread of hope.

Write yourself an e-mail for six months from now. Pour into it everything you feel at this very moment – your fears, your small victories, your secret wishes. Reach across time and gently whisper to your future self:

“This is where I was. This is what I dreamed of. This is what I hoped for.”

When you read it six months later, it might make you smile, because you’re exactly where you needed to be.

Or it might ache, because you’re not there yet – because the road is still long and winding.

And that’s okay. That ache is not failure. That ache is a reminder.

A reminder of the dreams you tuck away beneath your daily obligations. Of the wishes you postpone, telling yourself it’s not the right time. A reminder of you – the one you sometimes forget in the rush of carrying everything, everyone, all at once.

Six months is enough for the world to shift. Enough for your heart to heal, for your spirit to soften, for you to realize how strong, how tender, how unstoppable you really are. Six months is enough to discover just how deeply you can love – yourself, your life, the world around you.

So write. Write yourself a letter of gentle courage and quiet hope.

And when you open it, remember – even if not everything you wished for has come true, you are still here. Still breathing. Still dreaming. Still moving forward.

And that, in itself, is proof: that you are alive, brave, and entirely, beautifully yourself.

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Napiši sebi e-mail za 6 meseci

Zamislite ovo, jednog dana, dok pretražuješ svoj inbox, naiđeš na poruku od sebe same. Od verzije tebe koja postoji upravo sada – možda iscrpljena, možda uplakana, možda potpuno izgubljena… ali još uvek držiš onaj krhki končić nade.

Napiši sebi e-mail za šest meseci unapred. U njega ulij sve što osećaš u ovom trenutku – svoje strahove, male pobede, svoje tajne želje. Dosegni kroz vreme i nežno šapni svojoj budućoj sebi:

“Evo gde sam bila. Ovo sam sanjala. Ovo sam se nadala.”

Kada ga pročitaš za šest meseci, možda ćeš se nasmejati, jer si upravo tamo gde si želela biti.

Ili će možda zaboleti, jer još nisi stigla – jer je put još uvek dug i krivudav.

I to je u redu. Ta bol nije neuspeh. Ta bol je podsetnik.

Podsetnik na snove koje skrivaš ispod svakodnevnih obaveza. Na želje koje odlažeš, govoreći sebi da još nije pravo vreme. Podsetnik na tebe – onu koju ponekad zaboravljaš dok nosiš sve, svakoga, sve odjednom.

Šest meseci je dovoljno da se svet promeni. Dovoljno da se tvoje srce izleči, duh omekša, da shvatiš koliko si zaista snažna, nežna i nepokolebljiva. Šest meseci je dovoljno da otkriješ koliko duboko možeš da voliš – sebe, svoj život, svet oko sebe.

Zato piši. Napiši sebi pismo nežne hrabrosti i tihe nade.

I kada ga otvoriš, seti se – čak i ako nije sve što si želela postalo stvarnost, ti si i dalje ovde. I dalje dišeš. I dalje sanjaš. I dalje ideš napred.

A to, samo po sebi, je dokaz: da si živa, hrabra i potpuno, predivno ti.