I miss my fiance...
The last couple months have been a rollarcoaster ride for me. Extreme sadness. Extreme joy. If you haven't already heard, I'm engaged. And I'm fucking estatic to get married to Chris. Yet my parents have pretty much killed a lot of the excitement that I had. They want me to wait, we don't. This has been going on for 2 months now.
Cut to today: I surrendered. My parents won. I lost. But I lost so much more than the wedding that I had in mind. I lost a lot of respect for my parents and whatever relationship we had will probably never be repaired because of the things that were said and done to me and Chris. They have fucked with my life for the last time and I'm not putting up with their petty junior high bullshit that they have been pulling. I only have to make it for another 14 months and I will be gone. That is unless something else happens and I pack up and leave.
But with all that has been done, I guess I'm doing ok. I'll get there and I will might be ok with all of this one day.