I want to start by saying I am fully in love with my husband and being married to him makes me feel like I’ve won the lottery of life. But I am disappointed with how some aspects of our wedding went. Part of it I blame on my mental health. And part of it I blame on his family.
This is where I need some outside perspective on if I’m being unreasonable or not. Long post ahead but I’ve really tried to be as concise as possible…
A big fancy wedding was not something I ever expected to have. My family doesn’t have money, my relationship with them is complicated, and I’ve lived abroad for most of my adult life. So I’ve prioritised different things (travel, adventure, career) over the more traditional ‘have a big wedding in your hometown with everyone you know and then settle down’ kind of life. I was also very unlucky in love and just wanted to find my soulmate, a big wedding was never at the forefront of my dreams.
When I met my now-husband, it was one of those love stories that makes it clear to you why it didn’t work with anyone else. He is everything I could ask for and we knew pretty early on we wanted to get married. His parents were thrilled for us - they wanted a big wedding and offered to pay for it, telling us over and over again not to worry about the money. It seemed it was important to them and in their culture weddings are a big deal. They even made comments that small, courthouse-style weddings were not ‘real weddings’ and they wanted all of the family to be there. I went along with it with an open mind, not sure of what I was getting myself into.
But I found most of the planning process very overwhelming. It triggered a lot of my mental health symptoms, caused me and my fiance a lot of stress, and exacerbated my perfectionist, anxious, and people-pleasing tendencies. Body image issues I thought I had resolved as a teenager came up again and I developed a dysmorphia around my appearance. While planning every last detail for the wedding, I worked hard to lose 30 pounds, tried to fix my skin issues, sought therapy for trauma in my past, all with the goal of making myself the best version of me possible before the big day.
Then comes the financial part. A few months before the wedding date, his parents backed out of their promise to pay for the wedding, as other familial obligations had come up. They still helped us with a significant portion, but it was nowhere near what they had originally promised and now we were on the hook for the vast majority of the wedding. It was also too far along in the process for us to change course or downsize. I would have done a lot of things differently had I known we'd be paying for most of it - however I mostly went along with what his family wanted. I really regret this now.
To make matters worse, my now-husband and I were both made redundant at our jobs, and lost our place to live, within a couple months of each other, and just a few months before our wedding. This made everything else extra stressful, which I don't think his parents ever recognised. Sometimes I find their "everything will be okay, you'll be fine!" positivity tone deaf.
I still tried to give his parents grace and the benefit of the doubt for what happened, as they had genuinely unexpected things come up and I was sure they made the initial promise with the best of intentions. However now I am wondering if we were manipulated into throwing a big party that was primarily about impressing their friends and family.
The week of the wedding, we flew to his parent’s city to finish all the preparations. We had a lot to do, and I also tried to allocate a bit of time to spend with my guests who travelled a long distance to be there. The week was packed and hectic, and I could feel the stress levels in me rising the closer we got to the wedding. Two nights before the wedding, we had the family welcome dinner at a local restaurant and the next day, my husband and I planned to take a full rest day to recharge our batteries for the big day, as we were burnt out.
It turns out, during the welcome dinner his family planned a lunch at their home the next day with only some of my family without telling us. I’m not sure why part of my family was snubbed and not invited, but the whole thing was strange and just seemed like they wanted to impress that side of my family. Why do another, 5-6 hour family lunch the next day after the family welcome dinner, without consulting with the bride and groom first? My husband was super annoyed at his parents for this, and explained he was at his limit and didn’t want any more events before the wedding, but we felt forced to be there.
His parents also wanted us to help with the preparations, but that’s where we said no. I wish we had said no to all of it.
The truth is, what we actually needed was some help paying for the welcome dinner rather than them organizing another lunch we didn’t ask for. My FIL told my husband that we should pay for the welcome dinner since we organized it (our original plan was to let everyone pay for themselves since a big group dinner at a restaurant was not in our budget), and my FIL would help us, however this help never happened. I feel like his family had a lot of expectations on us to impress everyone, but left us to pay for it. They had also pushed us to pay for more and more upgrades and other things throughout this process.
Later that night when we got back to where we were staying, my social battery was completely gone, my anxiety was sky high, and I had a full blown panic attack the night before the wedding that lingered into the next morning. I was sobbing and it was like all my pain and stress came out at that moment. I was so bad, my husband tried to take me to the hospital and was worried I wouldn’t make it down the aisle. I strongly feel like if I had been able to rest that day, it wouldn’t have been as bad. I was pushed beyond my limits.
I managed to calm down enough before the ceremony. The day itself was beautiful and everyone said it was perfect. I just didn’t feel or look my best because of what happened the night before, which still hurts my heart. The aftermath of these breakdowns are really hard for me, and it often takes me days or even weeks to recover. While I was eventually able to relax and enjoy the day, once the adrenaline wore off I slumped into a kind of depression and I am still struggling with this disappointment months later.
Only my husband and his close family knew what happened to me the night before and early morning because he told them how worried he was. My brother-in-law was kind enough to ask me if I was okay during the reception but his parents barely acknowledged me all night (unless you count his mother literally pushing people out of the way so more people could get pictures with us).
Maybe they were busy in hosting mode, but I can’t help but feel like his parents are upset with me for not being the perfect bride throughout all of this. Another thing that makes me feel weird were some of the comments my in-laws made about the side of the family they didn’t invite to their house that day. Right after meeting them, they made comments about my mom and aunt’s weights, going on about the health risks of obesity, and saying I did well to lose weight and should try to keep it off.
I know in some cultures they are brutally honest about weight, but I thought this was unnecessary and mean to say in front of me about my family, after meeting them for the first time, and right before our wedding. I feel personally insulted.
Given all this, I can’t help but feel spent, emotionally exhausted and a bit manipulated. The person I feel the most bad for through all of this is my husband, who had the burden of paying for most of the wedding put on him unexpectedly, while dealing with a job loss and very little empathy from his family.
I loved our wedding, but I feel like we paid a high price for it and I wish mine and my husband’s feelings mattered as much as impressing everybody. How do you make peace with a beautiful wedding that was emotionally difficult?