Oh, Drama.

Apr 19, 2013 15:48

I would like to go on without that. And yet...

My father refuses to like my fiance' because Steve has yet to land a job. I've already mentioned how I don't care about this thing, because he takes care of the house while I go out and play WorkDay Barbie and he's StayAtHome Ken. Even without that kind of body insanity, it works for us. And yet Pops is all "No! He's not worth it, and I won't happily give you away at your wedding because I DO NOT APPROVE."

Days like this I'm glad I don't need my father's permission to marry. Only problem is, I do need his money.

When I was, say, 14, he promised me $10k for all my matrimonial ambitions. Now that I actually WANT to marry somebody, he's all "Meh, I don't like him, he doesn't have a JERB."

But...I don't...care. I make enough to support us, and he does enough to support me that I'm confident we can make it. He's a good man, and he makes me happy. What else do I need to prove?

I'm tired of crying and defending myself. I just got out of a job I hated where I had to defend my choices every day to an unreasonable absentee micromanager. I'm done with that. I'd really like to just be okay for a while, doing what I do best with the love I have in my life.

family, marriage, craycray

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