A Loss for Words
Well, I'm back.
The wedding was beautiful. Elegant, classy, simple.
The rehersal dinner was fun. Good food, good company, good times.
The reception...
I'm at a loss for words.
I'm not quite sure how it went from so much fun to just so... bad.
I don't want to post the sordid details here. But I'm back, I'm alive, and that's basically it.
I'm not quite sure what is going to happen from here on out, and this is the first time in my entire life that I can't call the one person I always call in these kinds of times. I'm feeling lost. I don't like it, not at all. I've been listening to my wallowing cds for the entire day. I've downloaded more depressing jazz, and I'm just feeling like complete and total crap-o-la.
I don't know how exactly to fix the mess I have gotten myself in. I don't know how. I don't know where to start with it. But I'm also pretty damn sure that I don't want to fix it yet. I need time. And time may be needed, but I don't want it. I just wish that this whole thing didn't happen. It just sucks. I just want this pain in my heart and my head to go away. I want to erase 87% of the weekend. (leave the actual nuptuals intact.) If anyone knows who I can call to make that happen, please leave that number for me. I'll gladly take it.
Katherine
The wedding was beautiful. Elegant, classy, simple.
The rehersal dinner was fun. Good food, good company, good times.
The reception...
I'm at a loss for words.
I'm not quite sure how it went from so much fun to just so... bad.
I don't want to post the sordid details here. But I'm back, I'm alive, and that's basically it.
I'm not quite sure what is going to happen from here on out, and this is the first time in my entire life that I can't call the one person I always call in these kinds of times. I'm feeling lost. I don't like it, not at all. I've been listening to my wallowing cds for the entire day. I've downloaded more depressing jazz, and I'm just feeling like complete and total crap-o-la.
I don't know how exactly to fix the mess I have gotten myself in. I don't know how. I don't know where to start with it. But I'm also pretty damn sure that I don't want to fix it yet. I need time. And time may be needed, but I don't want it. I just wish that this whole thing didn't happen. It just sucks. I just want this pain in my heart and my head to go away. I want to erase 87% of the weekend. (leave the actual nuptuals intact.) If anyone knows who I can call to make that happen, please leave that number for me. I'll gladly take it.
Katherine
posted by rosie4299 at 8:08 PM
3 Comments:
damn, when you have a preminition, you have one... I'm so sorry. I have no detail yet, but I'm so sorry. I can guess in large part who was involved (in fact, you don't even have to tell me that...) but my thoughts are with you, babe.
i'm around when you need to chat.
ames
Me, too. I'll skip reading my notes to give you a shoulder to cry on. I'll bring the Cookie Dough Ice cream, too.
I'll give you my number to call. You (and the Ickle gang) can use it any time...
Love ya.
M
you can have my number too. Any of ya'll. It might have been nice this weekend... sounds like we all needed it.
I really felt like I should have been there in person, with the ice cream. My GFs used to do that for me. I went through gallons at a time during the last boyfriend debacle... I just hope this gets better for you and soon. We're all here for you to rant and rave at, at any time.
love,
ames
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