Headaches and knots
So, El Beardo and I are planning a wedding. Which, as you can imagine is Very Exciting. And Oh So Stressful.
I sort of understand the evolution of the Bridezilla. I think it comes from two sources:
1. The expectation that the bride does most of the planning (not the groom)
2. The mantra that “it’s your (your plural) day.
This would be fine, if in doing 1, you were allowed to exercise some control over 2.
Unfortunately for me, I am what is known as a people pleaser. I just want to keep everyone else happy. And I am trying. Oh boy am I trying. I’m trying to involve everyone that wants to be involved. I’m trying to meet my maternalworriers expectations/sooth her worries. Am trying to keep the price down. Am trying to not upset anyone with the guest list. But at the end of the day it’s a losing battle.
I now understand why some people go so insane and just steamroller over other people’s opinions, because frankly most of the time they are Not Helpful. Of course, I haven’t done this and have nearly stopped caring about any of it. Apart from the marriage bit of course – looking forward to that. But mostly, the whole process sucks.