Courtney
... and the Dynamic Duo!
First off, I'd just like to ask that I not be attacked for this post. I know a great deal of you just don't care or can't understand, but please, hear me out. I need some advice, but I don't need to be made to feel any worse.
I've got cold feet. Bad. I don't know what my problem is, but I've been dreading this wedding for about 3 months now. When we finalized the guest list, I was feeling a little apprehensive. When we sent the invitations out and we started getting replies, I started to get physically ill each time someone called. This is really gross, but in the last few weeks, I've spent a fair deal of time hunched over the toilet in the bathroom, trying not to throw up because I'm so anxiety ridden about the entire wedding. 150 people confirmed and I've been experiencing various anxiety symptoms since.
Yesterday was the first time I'd eaten anything in about 3 days.. and it was a small bowl of rice with some bean sprouts and shrimp on it. There was maybe half a cup of food there, and I had to choke it down. Water was making me nauseous. I don't sleep much any more, even though I'm dead tired. All I do is think about how scared I am at the prospect of this wedding and how much I don't want it. I love him, but I don't love the idea that nothing about this wedding is my own.
Last week, Adam got into a huge fight with his mother about the wedding and how she was trying to invite people that weren't on the original guest list. We specified how many people were invited on the invitation, and people still asked for exceptions. We were guilted into inviting people we didn't know, and more recently, we had such problems with the wedding that the RCMP are now involved. My crazy aunt figured out where and when the wedding was, and is bringing 10 other family members that weren't invited due to their emotionally abusive history to my mother. The aunt has been physically abusive to my sister and maid of honor, and has gone so far to hunt me down and press me for details.
Last week, I was sobbing to Adam as I was threatening to cancel this wedding. I don't normally cry, but this entire wedding has reduced me to a pile of nerves and I just don't know how to handle it anymore. I know a great deal of it is my fault since I didn't stand up for it in the first place, but it's hard to do that when the people you're trying to talk to just talk over you. When I started defending myself months ago, all it created was a huge rift and people were offended. Now we're about 3 weeks from the wedding and I'm starting to wonder how on earth I'm going to make it down that aisle if I'm hiding in a bathroom because I'm too terrified to come out.
We tried to talk to his mother about this, to further explain why I needed a guest list of under 50 people. It wasn't because I'm selfish, but because I'm so socially anxious that I can't handle large crowds. 25 people is usually too large a crowd for me, and I break into a sweat. Her only reply was that "weddings, funerals and family camp" is the only time the entire family can get together. So it's a social event. At my health and expense.
I've been so anxious about this day that I've lost about 10 pounds in the last week. My clothes hang off me and unless I want to drug myself, there's nothing I can do. When I try to tell people about this, they tell me to suck it up and find some valium. As you can imagine, I haven't talked to many people about this. I'm constantly in pain because I'm so stressed out - I want to eat, I'm hungry... but everything just comes right back up. When I went for my final fitting the other day, even the seamstress mentioned my weight loss... she had to pull in the sides of the dress again because it was hanging off me.
And all the money spent! Everything is booked. The girls have their dresses. Lots of money has been put into this and I'm terrified of having to call this off. Like I said, I love him and don't want to hurt him... but I don't know what to do. It's not fair to him if I go through with this, feeling the dread I do. I want to be happy as I walk toward him, not fighting the urge to panic and run away. Everyone tells me that planning a wedding should be exciting and I should be thrilled... but all I feel is a sense of dread.
Please, I need some help. I'm breaking under this pressure. I'm depressed. I don't eat or sleep, and I don't get enjoyment out of anything. I can't bring myself to do all the last minute things with this wedding, and the thought of phoning to confirm everything is making me hyperventilate.
I'm used to being a people pleaser... but how do I do that if I can't even figure out how to make myself happy?
Please help me.
I've got cold feet. Bad. I don't know what my problem is, but I've been dreading this wedding for about 3 months now. When we finalized the guest list, I was feeling a little apprehensive. When we sent the invitations out and we started getting replies, I started to get physically ill each time someone called. This is really gross, but in the last few weeks, I've spent a fair deal of time hunched over the toilet in the bathroom, trying not to throw up because I'm so anxiety ridden about the entire wedding. 150 people confirmed and I've been experiencing various anxiety symptoms since.
Yesterday was the first time I'd eaten anything in about 3 days.. and it was a small bowl of rice with some bean sprouts and shrimp on it. There was maybe half a cup of food there, and I had to choke it down. Water was making me nauseous. I don't sleep much any more, even though I'm dead tired. All I do is think about how scared I am at the prospect of this wedding and how much I don't want it. I love him, but I don't love the idea that nothing about this wedding is my own.
Last week, Adam got into a huge fight with his mother about the wedding and how she was trying to invite people that weren't on the original guest list. We specified how many people were invited on the invitation, and people still asked for exceptions. We were guilted into inviting people we didn't know, and more recently, we had such problems with the wedding that the RCMP are now involved. My crazy aunt figured out where and when the wedding was, and is bringing 10 other family members that weren't invited due to their emotionally abusive history to my mother. The aunt has been physically abusive to my sister and maid of honor, and has gone so far to hunt me down and press me for details.
Last week, I was sobbing to Adam as I was threatening to cancel this wedding. I don't normally cry, but this entire wedding has reduced me to a pile of nerves and I just don't know how to handle it anymore. I know a great deal of it is my fault since I didn't stand up for it in the first place, but it's hard to do that when the people you're trying to talk to just talk over you. When I started defending myself months ago, all it created was a huge rift and people were offended. Now we're about 3 weeks from the wedding and I'm starting to wonder how on earth I'm going to make it down that aisle if I'm hiding in a bathroom because I'm too terrified to come out.
We tried to talk to his mother about this, to further explain why I needed a guest list of under 50 people. It wasn't because I'm selfish, but because I'm so socially anxious that I can't handle large crowds. 25 people is usually too large a crowd for me, and I break into a sweat. Her only reply was that "weddings, funerals and family camp" is the only time the entire family can get together. So it's a social event. At my health and expense.
I've been so anxious about this day that I've lost about 10 pounds in the last week. My clothes hang off me and unless I want to drug myself, there's nothing I can do. When I try to tell people about this, they tell me to suck it up and find some valium. As you can imagine, I haven't talked to many people about this. I'm constantly in pain because I'm so stressed out - I want to eat, I'm hungry... but everything just comes right back up. When I went for my final fitting the other day, even the seamstress mentioned my weight loss... she had to pull in the sides of the dress again because it was hanging off me.
And all the money spent! Everything is booked. The girls have their dresses. Lots of money has been put into this and I'm terrified of having to call this off. Like I said, I love him and don't want to hurt him... but I don't know what to do. It's not fair to him if I go through with this, feeling the dread I do. I want to be happy as I walk toward him, not fighting the urge to panic and run away. Everyone tells me that planning a wedding should be exciting and I should be thrilled... but all I feel is a sense of dread.
Please, I need some help. I'm breaking under this pressure. I'm depressed. I don't eat or sleep, and I don't get enjoyment out of anything. I can't bring myself to do all the last minute things with this wedding, and the thought of phoning to confirm everything is making me hyperventilate.
I'm used to being a people pleaser... but how do I do that if I can't even figure out how to make myself happy?
Please help me.