Like I understand that this is supposed to be happy and show that there is someone that loves you and that one day you will be happy and you’ll have that happy day and your life will be perfect and all of your flaws are nonexistent in his eyes and he’ll kiss your scars and tell you daily that you’re the most wonderful girl in the world and that you’ll never have to sleep alone again because there is this other human that loves every bit of you and decides that they want to spend the rest of their life with you.
…Over half of marriages end in divorce.
It terrifies me knowing that this “perfect couple” is facing a 50/50 chance of staying together. I think this alone is the reason I’m fearful and hesitant to get married. Even if I have every intention of spending my life with one person, maybe that’s not their intention. The future is a scary, scary thing and I’m plagued with the fear of making decisions that only leave me hurt. Life is a precious thing and I don’t want to look back with bitter memories.
P.s. Why do humans feel like they need someone to “love every part” of them… Why can’t we be enough for ourselves?