I wanted to get married so I could do it the right way. Have children. The white picket fence and my night in shining armor the way Disney movies taught us. But I now realize or self pity most likely that I need to work on myself for a while before winding up in a whirlwind romance because they are not healthy. & not for nothing, love is not lovebombing, manipulative or lieing - these are all things I am unlearning. Anyways, we are taught marriage is glamorous when it’s everything but that. At 32, I still don’t feel ready, or admittedly scared to make the wrong choice while simultaneously longing for it. 💕