I could have been married to a loving surgeon.
I could have been married to a handsome police officer.
I could have been married to an alluring convict.
That's how many times my hand has been requested for marriage. That's
how many times I have said no. That's how many times I could have been
unhappy. That's how many times I have promised myself not to date
older men.
I should have kept the rings.
I work part time in the wedding business and I sometimes make bets in
my head as to how long the couples will last. Sometimes they don't
make it to the best mans' toast. Sometimes they don't even show up to
the ceremony. It makes me wonder how people can be so deluded by what
they think is love.
Today a girl came into the office to meet with one of the event
coordinators. She could not have been older than eighteen. She looked
so scared, not happy, to be planning the happiest day of her life. I
bet she is pregnant.
I took a pregnancy test last night.
It was negative.
3 comments:
Congratualtions!
Thanks? I have been birth-controlled for over three years now, so I'm not so sure why I felt inclined to waste $20 on a test. But I have been feeling out of sorts lately AND I have had strange aversions to food.
In high school my best friend and I used to take monthly pregnancy tests together in a gas station bathroom.
I feel most of my relatices and a few close friends have gotten married out of pressure, and they've been miserable. People think I'm cynical because I often say I'll never get married (and what I mean is that I don't, don't want to marry). It'll be the biggest hell, having to live with someone you don't love all because you're married
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