Marriage

27Sept2010

All these years all I know is that marriage is the worse thing that could happen in your life – So I’ve been told, not only that, it is also based on my Mom’s, My Dad’s, My Sister’s and other people’s marriage failures.

My sister told me once that getting married is not the solution for everything, Getting married will ruin your life. MY Ex-boss told me once that IF you get married and you realize he’s not the “one” you will regret it and it’s worse because once you get a divorce – it will still be in the records, it will never erase everything.

My Sister was married twice. My ex-boss has never been married. My dad is a playboy. So either way, everywhere I go, every person I ask for advice, is basically saying that once you get married no matter what the circumstances are, You’re fucked.

Still it didn’t stop me. I got married in February. I realized that what these people that are saying that Marriage is not a good thing has a different meaning. What they meant was the person you are marrying is not worth it. He’s not rich, He’s an asshole and you deserve someone more than that, You can do better.

This is one of the reason why I left home. Nobody would talk to me because everyone thinks I made the wrong choice.

For now, the decision of leaving kept me from my family that are causing hatred, depression, anxiety. I may seem to be really bad for choosing to be with my Husband and his family. I had to put it this way… They left me first. They weren’t there when I needed them. All they did was treat me like shit. All they did was ignore me and my Husband. We were invisible, I was as if never existed in the family. One of my Aunt’s deleted me from facebook saying that I am so desperate and pathetic (For lying about my Marriage) I did lie about it. Only because everyone was against it. But I don’t need people telling me what to do. I am 23, I am an adult and I can do whatever I want with my life.

I was also brought up with a huge family, and knowing that I got their back no matter what happens… BUT I guess I’m wrong.

On the bright side, I gained a family that loves me and cares for me. My husband, my inlaws, and his brothers. So I am still grateful.

This is my Hubby and Me. Taken when we visited the Philippines a few days after we got married. My family made us sleep in a separate room not knowing we were already married. It’s only the beginning of our endless battle with my family.

Yes we have our problems. Yes we have different cultures. Yes we have a 7 year age difference. Yes we are so opposite. Yes we always fight sometimes that we don’t even know what were fighting about. Yes I’m childish. Yes He’s an asshole. WE ARE HELPING EACH OTHER BY WORKING THINGS OUT. We love each other and that’s all that matters.

I love my husband, he is the greatest thing that ever happened to me. SO GET OVER IT. :)