Bipolar

1 wedding and a funeral

I had my hen party tonight. I get married next week. I marry the love of my life and it is the most amazing thing in the world. What’s wrong then?

My granddad died yesterday. It’s shit. Weddings are stressful. I was getting to the point of stressing a little and didn’t know if it was bridezilla or bipolar. To be scared of your own head and feelings really is waft.

So, now I don’t know whether it’s grief, bridezilla, braveness or bipolar. I have no idea. I am trusting the people around me to kind of work it out for me but how can they know if I don’t even know.

I’m just scared. I’m hurt, I’m angry and I’m scared. Yet, I am marrying my best friend, the love of my life and whilst most brides would be getting nervous, that is the only part of my life right now that doesn’t scare me xx

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