Have a glass of wine. A large glass of wine – to help dull the all of the Shock and Awe.
Somewhere—between all the sex I haven’t had, the patience I wish I had, and the excitement they think I have—I got sick of being engaged.
You’ll soon start hearing questions about setting a date, inquiries about locations, or comments from curious folks who just want to know what you envision for your dress. Respond to these politely, but don’t dwell on them just yet.
Have you ever taken a good look around yourself and realized that a good portion of your friend group was either married, engaged, or basically on the verge?
In a way, you want to hug him. To tell him that you are happy he has moved on. Remind him that you always said his now-girlfriend was way too into him.
While the content of these events continues to change and develop — whether it be about movements for equality, history, or a celebration of culture — what seems to stay the same are the characters that attend said events.
3. You Won’t “Settle” Again.
I got married because a few years ago, I met an awesome dude with paint-splattered shoes at a New Year’s Eve party.
A friendly public service announcement from your non-engaged friends: don’t become an unbearable monster. Also, we love you.
Sometimes it’s hard to escape.