I’ve gone to my fair share of weddings, in fact I went to 5 weddings this year with another 4 on deck for 2018. I’m not telling you this to brag but rather to show that there’s one major theme that seems to have resonated among every wedding I’ve been going to since 2013.
The last wedding I went to this year was wonderful in so many ways. Seeing people you love get married is amazing.
But there was one downfall. It had nothing to do with the wedding but everything to do with a joke that’s been going on since 2016. I caught the bouquet at a wedding, or rather I was hugging someone when I was bombarded by everyone and their mom telling me I was getting married and having it shoved in my face. At the end, jokingly, the bride ran over and told me not to ruin her wedding. Throughout the night, I was chased by people with the bouquet and a hashtag was started that I was getting married.
Over the last year, this joke has continued and as much as I love my friends, I hate this joke. I hate it so much because when it’s coupled with the consistent question of whether I’m seeing anyone, why am I not seeing anyone, and constantly pointing out any single guy around me, I am 100000% over it.
I know people say these things to me because they’re my friends and I know this joke is considered funny but to be 100% honest I hate it.
It’s like everyone thinks I’m incomplete and that I could be better if I had a significant other. It’s like, consistently pointing out that I’m single has made me the butt of every joke at weddings. It’s made it so that I don’t want to be seen talking to anyone who doesn’t have a wedding ring so I can avoid questions. It’s made it so much so that I would rather skip the reception than deal with these moments.
This last wedding resulted in this joke of me getting married being spread to a whole group of people who were prepared to shove me into a crowd of girls. So I left and went to the bathroom. Partially to hide and partially because Nature was calling.
I want to be accepted for who I am and I want my friends to understand that I am 100% complete without a significant other. I am not unhappy alone and I am not on the prowl. I just moved back, I started a new job, I have things that I’m trying to accomplish and lastly, I just ended something that meant more to me than I’ve expressed to anyone. I’m not ready to be in a relationship, I don’t want to be in a relationship and I am perfectly happy being me.