I May Have To ‘Buy’ Something

A week tomorrow it will be my best friend’s wedding where I will be a bridesmaid.

I am stressed to the max about it.

I have bad hair that hasn’t had a cut since January.

2016.

I have bad skin that makes me look like a red avocado.

I do not have a pair of tights to wear.

I have ill fitting or unsuitable jackets, and I would be more stressed if it wasn’t for the fact I have the dress and shoes already bought and arranged by the bride.

As I have been a mental f*** up at pretty much every big scale social event since 2015 I am scared that I am going to ‘ruin’ the wedding.

I have told you about how my Dad and Step Mum (to be) are effectively eloping.

I told the boy this week that if we were going to get married sooner rather than later my anxiety could not cope with anything more than a couple of witnesses in attendance. I would love to marry the boy. I would love to have a big day surrounded by my loved ones, but I know me, I know I would ruin it.

I really hope I don’t do anything bad.