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[Protracted whine alert: readers who may be offended by lengthy self-centered complaining are advised to turn back.]
I’ve mentioned in a few previous posts that I’m engaged and planning a wedding for next year. The problem is, I’ve begun to doubt whether that’s a good thing.
Everyone I mention it to seems to tell me the same thing: “you have lots of suffering to look forward to”. From horror stories about childbirth to complaints about sleepless nights to recounting fights… the only thing I hear about marriage is how it’s nothing but hard work and sacrifice and slogging through metaphorical mud your whole life.
Now, this doesn’t really *surprise *me. As a lifelong pessimist, I’m only too happy to agree that this life is a vale of tears and that one should never think one deserves good things from it. But I also realize that dwelling on this attitude only makes me paranoid, grumpy and morose, which isn’t a good thing for anyone.
Not to mention, I’m having serious scruples about whether or not it’s even allowable for us to get married next year. Since I have a LOT of student loan debt and both of us will still be finishing grad school, it might not end up being prudent to start a family right away - we’ll be really poor and I’ll have to work even if I do have a baby. Or everything might end up being all right. But since there’s a lot of pressure on me from my family to set a date and begin making arrangements (and frankly, I don’t want an engagement that stretches off into eternity either) I don’t really know what to do. A year from now is a long time away, and everything might be sorted out by then. Or it might not. And I can’t figure out whether or not it’s okay to get married if you know you’re going to have to use NFP for a while and not start popping out babies right away, so maybe the safest thing to do is push the whole thing back. But that might mean pushing it back as much as another whole year. Which would be undesirable for a whole host of reasons.
On top of all that, since I seem to be reacting so poorly to all this stress, I wonder if maybe that means I’m just not meant to get married at all? What if I end up going insane when faced with the endless suffering and frustration that marriage and family apparently consists in, and let everyone down? Doesn’t the fact that I feel like complaining about it already mean I’m too selfish and weak-willed to be trusted?
Retiring to a hermitage on top of a crag somewhere sounds more appealing by the minute.
I’ve mentioned in a few previous posts that I’m engaged and planning a wedding for next year. The problem is, I’ve begun to doubt whether that’s a good thing.
Everyone I mention it to seems to tell me the same thing: “you have lots of suffering to look forward to”. From horror stories about childbirth to complaints about sleepless nights to recounting fights… the only thing I hear about marriage is how it’s nothing but hard work and sacrifice and slogging through metaphorical mud your whole life.
Now, this doesn’t really *surprise *me. As a lifelong pessimist, I’m only too happy to agree that this life is a vale of tears and that one should never think one deserves good things from it. But I also realize that dwelling on this attitude only makes me paranoid, grumpy and morose, which isn’t a good thing for anyone.
Not to mention, I’m having serious scruples about whether or not it’s even allowable for us to get married next year. Since I have a LOT of student loan debt and both of us will still be finishing grad school, it might not end up being prudent to start a family right away - we’ll be really poor and I’ll have to work even if I do have a baby. Or everything might end up being all right. But since there’s a lot of pressure on me from my family to set a date and begin making arrangements (and frankly, I don’t want an engagement that stretches off into eternity either) I don’t really know what to do. A year from now is a long time away, and everything might be sorted out by then. Or it might not. And I can’t figure out whether or not it’s okay to get married if you know you’re going to have to use NFP for a while and not start popping out babies right away, so maybe the safest thing to do is push the whole thing back. But that might mean pushing it back as much as another whole year. Which would be undesirable for a whole host of reasons.
On top of all that, since I seem to be reacting so poorly to all this stress, I wonder if maybe that means I’m just not meant to get married at all? What if I end up going insane when faced with the endless suffering and frustration that marriage and family apparently consists in, and let everyone down? Doesn’t the fact that I feel like complaining about it already mean I’m too selfish and weak-willed to be trusted?
Retiring to a hermitage on top of a crag somewhere sounds more appealing by the minute.