Quote from: LoriDee on Yesterday at 09:34:35 PMI said something similar when invited for my parents' 50th wedding anniversary. I don't want the attention on me asking questions and such. That wasn't the point of getting together. Turns out my parents didn't even want a family celebration. They went alone to dinner, drove through Rocky Mountain National Park (their favorite), and were home by dark.
Sounds like a lovely way to celebrate a long successful marriage, Lori!
One thing that has been on my mind, mostly because next up is telling our friends, is that one of my oldest and dearest friends (we each served as best man at each other's wedding if that tells you anything) has a son who is getting married this summer.
That seems "fraught" to say the least. But I am not going to waste time now worrying about it. Those were the kinds of things, however, that before starting therapy, back when I thought I would shoulder this burden on my own for the rest of my life... that I would list as the "reasons" I could not tell anyone.
Because admitting who I am and taking steps to live that way would make life messy and complicated.
But what I've come to realize?
When I look back at my life up to this point, most of my favorite memories either start, finish or at least involve "messy" and/or "complicated." And so long as I always make sure to keep the feelings of those around me at top of mind, I shouldn't fear it.
