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This is one of the sadder emails we’ve received at Answer Me This!:
Dear Helen,
I’m listening to Podcast #136 and after stating you will not have bridesmaids, I burst into tears and have been sobbing nonstop. I was married in October 2008 and was unable to have the wedding I wanted because my mother in-law is batshit crazy and my husband is a spineless momma’s boy.
I am from Portland, Oregon and just wanted a small civil ceremony with a few close friends in the mountains. We ended up having a large, extremely formal extravaganza in Philadelphia where my husband’s family resides. I despised every minute of it and faked my happiness the entire evening. All of my wedding photographs are in a box in the attic because I cannot bring myself to display them as I do not want to see anything that reminds me of that awful process to have her wedding.
Best of luck to you, Helen. I hope you are able to have everything as you like it.
Seems rather inappropriate to make our usual glib remarks at this juncture; but if any of the rest of you have similar melancholies vexing your pasts and you need to vent, please do so in the comments, and hopefully everyone will feel a bit lighter afterwards.
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June 2, 2010 at 10:20 am |
That’s a really sad story. My mother, who is quite shy, says her wedding day was the worst day of her life, and she likewise keeps the pictures hidden somewhere — I’ve only ever seen them once, about ten years ago. But she’s still married to my dad thirty-seven years later, and they’re fine, and she even got to like her crazy mother-in-law so much that she was genuinely sorry when she died. So I thought I’d share the story because it has a happy ending.