I hate weddings. There, I said it. Almost every wedding I have ever attended, I have done so under duress, or with significant peer pressure. "C'mon, you have to go - you are in the wedding party." As if that is some valid excuse to allow someone to make me suffer. I also learned that being in the wedding party can actually be its own form of hell because you do not just get to show up for the wedding. Oh, no. You're in it for the long haul when you are in the party. Also, the whole "party" portion of the title should be dropped because it is not a party, unless by party you mean an excruciating painful ordeal that will haunt you for years to come.
Many people approach weddings with a much rosier attitude. In fact, I know people that actually enjoy going to them. I, however, experience only dread. I, actually, maintain a mental list of my friends who are likely marital candidates, and whose weddings I would have to attend. Every time one of their weddings is over, I breathe a sigh of relief and cross that name off my invisible list. Fortunately, the list has been growing smaller. For while I know many people, most of them are married and I can probably find a good excuse for missing many of the others' blissful days.
I do not really understand the entire mindset behind the wedding. I know it is supposed to have something to do with having all the people that are important to you coming together to help celebrate the occasion and the bride and groom's new life together. However, I feel like they could easily accomplish all of that without me there. I do not really need to bear witness to the vows and endure the ceremony. Would it not be easier for the couple to go elope and then invite me to a big party at a later date so that we can celebrate then. I think it would save them a lot of money and angst that way. However, the rest of the world would probably not subscribe to my viewpoint.
I was recently invited to one of my good friend's weddings. (She is one of the few remaining people on my list.) She and I used to hang out quite a bit in college and I think her fiance is a pretty cool guy. This made receiving the invitation and deciding what to do with it a particular inner-struggle for me. (Think Superman III, but with much more mediocre special effects.) On the one hand, I am extremely happy that they are getting married to one another. I think they are a great match and I want to show my support and solidarity, but on the other, I hate weddings.
So, I asked my friend what she thought of my dilemma and she left it entirely up to me. In my heart, I am fairly sure I have to go to her wedding or I just will not feel right about it. However, I am still trying to work myself up to the requisite level of excitement that seems to be required for such a momentous day.
Many people approach weddings with a much rosier attitude. In fact, I know people that actually enjoy going to them. I, however, experience only dread. I, actually, maintain a mental list of my friends who are likely marital candidates, and whose weddings I would have to attend. Every time one of their weddings is over, I breathe a sigh of relief and cross that name off my invisible list. Fortunately, the list has been growing smaller. For while I know many people, most of them are married and I can probably find a good excuse for missing many of the others' blissful days.
I do not really understand the entire mindset behind the wedding. I know it is supposed to have something to do with having all the people that are important to you coming together to help celebrate the occasion and the bride and groom's new life together. However, I feel like they could easily accomplish all of that without me there. I do not really need to bear witness to the vows and endure the ceremony. Would it not be easier for the couple to go elope and then invite me to a big party at a later date so that we can celebrate then. I think it would save them a lot of money and angst that way. However, the rest of the world would probably not subscribe to my viewpoint.
I was recently invited to one of my good friend's weddings. (She is one of the few remaining people on my list.) She and I used to hang out quite a bit in college and I think her fiance is a pretty cool guy. This made receiving the invitation and deciding what to do with it a particular inner-struggle for me. (Think Superman III, but with much more mediocre special effects.) On the one hand, I am extremely happy that they are getting married to one another. I think they are a great match and I want to show my support and solidarity, but on the other, I hate weddings.
So, I asked my friend what she thought of my dilemma and she left it entirely up to me. In my heart, I am fairly sure I have to go to her wedding or I just will not feel right about it. However, I am still trying to work myself up to the requisite level of excitement that seems to be required for such a momentous day.
3 comments:
I dislike weddings too. Unfortunately, this has not prevented me from having my own. I would love to have eloped and just invited our near&dears to a big party. My mother lost her shit when I suggested this. Hence, the upcoming wedding.
I'm not a fan either- even though I've had three of my own.
Go, I know it sucks but go.
Try being a girl in the wedding party. You have the bridal shower, the bachelorette party, the hair and make up appointments...it's all so much. Yeah, i'm not a huge wedding fan either. I have THREE to go to in the next few months, though, so I suppose I have to get used to them.
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