It’s been a while since I’ve found a website that really made me think about myself and, most importantly, others. It’s been a while since a website has really emotionally connected with me and made me take notice of more things than those directly in front of me. The last time this happened it was PostSecret. Now it is FutureMe.org.
Simple in concept and execution, FutureMe is a website where you enter your email address, write an email, and then set a future date for the email to be sent… to yourself. You can write some goals that you want to achieve in the next 12 months (so you’ll be depressed when you realise you didn’t do any!); write to say ‘Hi’ purely for the novelty of it; or write an email to remind yourself of a good (or bad) time in your life. The possibilities really are endless.
You can set your message to be private or public, and those tagged as public can be viewed by all visitors to the site.
Some are short, punchy and quite amusing:
I am a cynical pessismist who hates everyone and believes that they are all out to get me and jealous, too. Riley is four and talks back. I still hate my father. I have no health insurance.
While some are longer, really engage you in their story, and make you want to know more about this person’s story:
how’s life treating you? for me, its going ok…been out of the hospital for a week now…we had viral menengitis, which is the better of the 2 menengitis’….brad is down in austin…fu–er…he’s leaving, i’m convinced he has the job…which is very very good for him…but very very bad for you…stop reading this right now and call him….he’s a very good guy and he’s in a terribly fu–ed up situation right now, but staying his friend is important, so do it, call him, i’ll wait….
,..how’d it go? i hope you were able to get in touch with him…as i write this he’s in a bad place and i’m doing my best to put a bright spot into it…i also just got off the phone with him…he sounds excited…stay happy for him ok, even if he did end up breaking your heart…
the family is good…dad found out last week he has to stay on chemo till november…it made mom cry….but at least he has the anti-depression drug, its helping keeping him sane, and therefore keeping us sane…ry comes home in june, and i’m scared to death of him leaving again, as it means he’ll be on his way to iraq…marines have it hardest of all and the way ry is, he’ll want to be front and center for everything…i’m so proud of him but so terribly scared at the same time…you and the parents haven’t talked about it, cause it makes you all cry, but stop reading this again and go write him a letter…and draw him a pic, you know how he loves our stick figures…
ben is over in iraq right now…its hard as hell…he’s your best friend and its hard not getting to talk to him face to face…has he been home or did he go to australia with the b!tch? how’s the rest of the crew? hopefully tamaeka and the babies are doing great…i’m sure she’s tired as hell…did she name #2 xavier? you and katie decided that would be a great name (even though it sounds similer to the other name)…how’s katie’s house? did nik ever move out? talk to them…they are the only ones outside of the family to make you feel special…those in the crew were the only outsiders to take our eccentricites and problems and love us anyway…call them…they need you as much as you need them
remember also that i love you with all my heart…no matter who you turn out to be…just do your best and leave the rest up to fate…life is good…and it will all be ok in the end…if its not ok, its not the end…stick to your guns, stick up for the little people, stick by your loved ones…and take some chances for the love of pete…you won’t get anywhere if you don’t…leap and the net will appear ok…i love you
Then again, you don’t necessarily have to send the email to yourself, or to one person; one I came across was obviously written to more than person. It was also the smallest I read and the one that hit me the hardest emotionally:
By the time you read this, I won’t be around anymore. I’m sorry I got ill. I love you with all my heart. Keep well, love mom
I’ve just written two – one to myself and one to someone else. Will you? Now all we need is a system to email our past-selves with the lottery numbers!