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find your person & marry them
while the contents of this post might read like irony bc of my current life circumstances - i assure you this is the only time i can post this w/o seeming like i'm rubbing it in
ethan ding
August 08, 2024
if writing this results in one person searching more deliberately for their life partner — and they find them one day sooner, their life together will be longer by one extra day, and writing this will have been worth it
this comes with one exception: if you think who you are today would ruin it with the person you want to end up with forever… prioritize growing into the person you need to be
hi I want to make it so that when you first meet me you think i’m a weird stalker
i want those extra 45 days…
It’s been 20 years since that cold april night in 2013, and I can safely tell you if I could go back in time and relive that night… what I’d do first…
~running to where his future wife was living at the time~
“Hi. I’m Ted Mosby. In exactly 45 days from now, you and I are going to meet. And we’re going to fall in love. And we’re going to get married and we’re going to have two kids. And we’re going to love them and each other so much. All that is 45 days away. But I’m here now, I guess, because I want those extra 45 days. With you. I want each one of them. And if I can’t have them, I’ll take the 45 seconds before your boyfriend shows up and punches me in the face. Because I love you. I’m always going to love you. Until the end of my days. And beyond”
there’s a scene from HIMYM where Ted narrates a lonely night and what he would do if he could relive that night again. he says that he’d go to where his future wife was that night - because in the future, there’s nothing he wouldn’t do to try to get one more second w/ the love of his life.
i’m going to regret what i’m doing today
i’m going to get married one day.
i’m going to get married one day to someone i spend the next 60-600 years with... if i do it right.
one day one of us will die
and on the day before that - i would give up every single dollar i’ve ever made to get another year of my 20s w/ them appended to the end of my life
i would give up every single monument i’d built in my image
every single building, every single company
for one more year of my life with them
for one more month of my life with them
for one more week, day, hour…
on the day before the day the first one of us dies - i’m going to look back on today and think “you fucking moron, just walk/uber/fly over to [wherever she currently resides, on august 8 2024] and tell her you’re going to love her from the first day to the end of your days. and we’re both going to regret not being in each other’s lives sooner… so let’s fall in love and go on the greatest of adventures together”
and i’m going to regret not doing that today, and every day I meet her i’m going to look back and regret i didn’t do that on that day
and this is something i imagine most people logically understand
but i emotionally feel it
in a way that makes the days where i’m not getting closer to her feel like a day both of us are going to regret
you’ll regret this
one day, you’ll meet the person you’re going to spend the rest of your life with one day.
and you’ll spend the rest of your lives together.
and on that last day - you’re going to be willing to do anything to get one more year with them
but it's silly that you won’t be able to get another year at the end - it's, by definition, the end.
but you could’ve done something to get another year appended to the start.
you could’ve met them a year sooner - and gotten one more year of everything
or a month, of a week, or a day.
one that last day, what wouldn’t you give for one more hour of the two of you together in your 20s?
that thing you would give anything for on your last day - you can get it today
one day, you’re going to be willing to give up anything to get something that you are ignoring, shoving to the back of your mind
and you’ll regret this.
every year you aren’t looking [minus stochastic noise] - you’re reducing the number of years you spend with them by one