From that day onwards I’ve lost interest in the whole thing. Pictures of weddings and wedding dresses bring me to tears. While some of the family are stitching absolutely stunning dresses, I am stuck with one of the worst nightmares a bride could have; with a bad wedding dress.
The long planning and the 5 month preparation to the dream dress which was so simple and elegant was ruined by the dress maker who was suggested to me by a couple of friends. He knew exactly what I wanted, showed me beautiful material to use, but when it was done he used a totally different material, color and even made it to his own design. That was the day it all started. Luckily I got a second option, but it was too late for someone to stitch the dress I wanted. The pressure on me was too high from my family. My second option was to buy a dress which I had to choose from a few choices. I wanted to get married. So it was either get something quick and affordable, even though I didn’t like it or wear the dress ruined earlier (which was horrible).
And this is not the whole story. Through this whole dress ordeal, I’ve lost touch with people whom I thought were my best friends. While I believed that its their job to console me, they did the total opposite to which I couldn’t hold it any longer and forced me to say what needed to be said. And anyone who has heard the whole story agrees to what I said and why I had to say it.
And to top that so many other “issues” that people face in weddings. I know its mostly because we are trying to cut down costs and do it ourselves. And these kinda issues ought to occur. But I am the one to be married. I need to be happy on that day. Who the hell has a wedding with a weeping bride? Even brides at arranged marriages look more happier than me cuz they get to wear pretty dress they like!
My wedding is in almost 9 days. I’ve got absolutely no friends to talk to (ofcourse I have friends, but I don’t go randomly bugging people with my issues). I keep pushing the thought of the dress to forget about it. But every time I see it on the hanger in my room, tears come gushing to my eyes my mind goes crazy and I can’t help myself to any happy thoughts. I’m just keeping myself constantly busy doing flower girl accessories, wedding invitations, wedding favors and all that and don’t let anytime pass by without doing nothing. But can I keep up with this? I’m almost done with the work I have to do now and I’ve still got over a week to go until I break down completely.