Please, I would speak with you if I could? I have a dilemma, and no matter how I try to solve it on my own, my heart will not give me a straight answer.
Back home, there is a man who I care for very much. He is kind, and good, and brave. I thought that I loved him, but...I fear that now I am not so sure. For...you see, I worry that perhaps I was simply grasping at freedom, at finding a way from my father's home, and out into a world I so desperately desire to see. I barely know him, and the more I think of it, the idea of marrying him frightens me. He seems good, but what do I know for sure? Will he allow me to pursue the things I wish to learn? I think not. I think he will expect me to be a wife and a mother first, and a person in my own right much, much later.
There is nothing wrong with that, of course! But since I have been here...I have learned that women can hope for more. That they can dream of things greater than supporting a man. Am I selfish not to want to give that up?
I do not know what to think, and I desperately need advice.