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Yep. Tried to make it all about me too, what with the crying and shitting myself.
I did the math as a teenager, and yep, I travelled down the aisle.
My dad didn’t have a wedding when he got remarried, but he invited me to be there when the papers were signed. Then he did it without telling me 🤷♀️ so “no” I guess. One day he was just like “oh yeah we got married yesterday”…
My parents did one of those vow renewal weddings and I was at that. I was not at their original wedding. I wasn’t born yet.
The only other wedding I attended was my own. And I kinda wish I hadn’t.
Same, at least for the parents. I’ve been at a couple of friends’ weddings and they were pretty delightful.
My biological parents relationship was transactional.
Yes. I was almost three years old. I don’t remember much, but I do remember that I started to sing during the wedding ceremony when my parents knelt at the altar. Of course no one else sung.
I also remember that the priest scared the shit out of me and that my godfather “fell asleep” in the toilet and had to be carried to a car. I learned years later that he had severe social anxiety which he treated with liquor.
Both of their second…
Not yet. My dad’s wedding is next year.
Am I a bastard?
Yes.
That would have been quite the logistical challenge
That’s a nice way to ask if I’m a bastard. No, not the insult. Literally, someone born out of wedlock.
I’m a bastard in both senses.
Same
I would love to, but I wasn’t born yet.
I was 3 when I attended my parents’ wedding. I guess I should note not my dad and birth mom.
I met my birth mom many years later. She stressed how she and my dad were briefly married when I was born, so I wasn’t a bastard, and that she gave birth in FL, not MI — the only home I remembered — so I wasn’t a damn Yankee. Like she did me some kindness in both those cases.
That was the attitude that led me to be quite happy with my circumstances — acting like I was in her debt over things I had no care over. So yeah, I attended the wedding of my dad and the only woman I’ll ever call mom.
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Whoa. At what point does a person think to themselves, “Maybe it’s me. Maybe I’m the problem.”?
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Jesus jumped up christ!!! What a glutton for punishment! I can not even fathom that… I was married once, and after my divorce, I thought “I will never do that again.”
My ex and I continued to co-parent, she got engaged and pregnant, then they split up. We continued to coparent, qnd eventually she came to me and confessed undying love to me and begged to get back together.
I told her we could try and work things out, but I would never get married again. So we tried and lo and behold a few months later she was pregnant with someome elses child.
Needless to say, each time she has begged to get back together in the 8 years since her 3rd child, i have declined.
I cant imagine marrying and divorcing her 3 MORE TIMES!
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I was the 3-year-old ring bearer.
