TL;DR
My mom recently found a box filled with old letters and photos from my first serious relationship (M17 and F17, together for 4 years). It’s been 16 years since we last spoke, and looking through it unexpectedly stirred up a lot of emotion—nostalgia, questions, and memories I hadn’t thought about in years. I’m happily married now with children, and I’m not looking to reopen anything, but I honestly don’t know what to do with it. He has no social media, so I have no idea where life has taken him. If the roles were reversed, what would you do—or want someone to do if it were you?
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This is why women are ruining the world
Hang onto it so you can have another nostalgia review in 10 years or so.
Don’t reach out to the dude – this is your memory box from adolescence, not his.
However, if you get word that dude dies, his family might like to have some of his photos.
It it were me, I wouldn’t care. You guys probably aren’t going to talk again, so whatever you want to do with it would be fine by me.
If you are truly happily married and not looking to reopen anything, why in hell are you here asking this question on Reddit?
You want us to tell you it’s ok to reminisce on your old lover, even maybe shoot him a message see how he’s doing? It’s not.
There’s only 2 options from here. Pick wisely.
Ps. I hope your husband finds this post and all your other posts about this guy from 20 years ago. Clearly it’s way worse than you’re pretending here.
You’ve been posting about this guy for a week. You do want to reopen things. Time to seek a therapist
If it were me, as I am right now, I would not want any ex to reach out. Regardless on how things ended, they’ve ended. I don’t need or want to know how they’re doing, they don’t need to know about me either.
The ship has sailed and I hope they don’t bother trying. It would feel extremely disrespectful knowing they’re “happily married” as well. What exactly are you looking for in this connection?
As far as pictures, they can keep or toss them. Won’t make a lick of a difference.