I told Ash that: I know it's stupid, that it's just a paper, I know I'm ridiculous and irrational, but I really want to marry you someday, take your name on and give you children. I remember you used to blab to everyone how you'd propose a long time ago if not for some things, and it hurts that you didn't yet and I don't know what's wrong with me that would cause you to not feel that way anymore. And I feel I'm unworthy of you.
All I got was a whole week of cut coversations, (because he just never learned to talk I guess, he never tells me when something's bothering him, so I think everything's fine, until three months later bam, he's suddenly mad and he tells me I did something three months ago that upset him. I try to teach him to speak to me in time, but he's unteachable, not sure if that's a word

), and finding out that: 1) I'm super moody 2) I have qualities he doesn't think fit for a good wife/mother 3) he's scared I'm with him only for having babies (da quack, right?) or because he was the first guy in my life and I'm just hooked unhealthily 4) he's scared I'll stop caring about him if we have kids. That's all I can think of right now, I'm so nervous writing it, my head is spinning and hurts and he's sitting next to me, thank goodness he's busy QuQ
And yeah, getting married for the mortgage loan won't work either, I tried

He even called me a clever beastie for that XD But he said he won't get married for an easier loan (and I get and respect that but still... #internalscream). I understand he just wants to be sure of some things, but I'm afraid he's gonna push the borders he established. Like, okay, first was the money, then you wanted to finish your studies, you didn't, now you want to live alone with me for some unspecified period of time. So I imagine you'll say a year, then you'll say, two more, and so on until I'm 40 and can't have kids anymore... He just laughed at me for thinking ahead more than he actually did...

He also said he was just thining about a few months of living just the two of us, but I still fear there will be always some good excuse ofr him to never propose. And I'll be fine with that, until some friend of his won't rub it in my face again.

So really won;t be okay, I'll just pretend to be, because I love that devil called Asherin and I don't want anyone else. Plus I'm happy with him when I don't think about marriage, I just like being with him. #Ilovethatsonofagun
Omg, that brother! D: I can imagine the feeling, jeez
And I'm sorry you feel so lonely, I get it. And Ash gets it even more, he literally has only a weird grandma, a weird uncle and his younger sister, who superficial. And the stepdad, but they never had positive relationship, they only began talking to each other after Ash's mom died few years back. And I think they just need each other in materialistic sense of the word, not the emotional one. Ash doesn't have normal relationship with neither of them.
Alan's family sounds like my mom's side of the family, only before grand-grandparents' deaths. Whole family gathering, everyone pretending it's all fine and we know and love each other, but we really know shit and care about shit. Lying bunch of pretenders and posers, that's what they are. No honesty whatsoever. After grand-grandmother died everything stopped. All the aunties, not aunties, uncles, cousins, what nots, we don't gather anymore and I'm super happy. But still I have problems with my older sister, who caused situations in which I turn out to be the black sheep and disgrace of the family because I don't want to accept this manipulative, egotistical person back.
Not talking to you about a stupid veil is just so grandma-like. I mean, my grandma once made a fuss about Ash and I cooking a soup not her way. She always complained about being tired by cooking, so we thought we'll do something nice and we bought fresh vegetables (she always made soups of ready frozen vegetable mix, blegh) and we offered we'd do the soup she planned on doing. She took super huge offense, because I don't know why, to this day (it was a few good years ago), she was so pissed she didn't even touch the soup with a ten feet stick. I find it weird after so much time, that my granny would take such offense over a soup, but she wouldn't take offense at my sister for ruining the wedding rings she gave her. And those were her own and grandpa's, so super huge emotional value for granny. My sister didn't even think to ask if she can sell them, let someone melt them and buy new ones. But remember,
I'm the disgrace and black sheep of the family XD (Granny's words about disgrace)
My mom's name is Elisabeth XD In Polish it sounds terrible tho

It's way better in English
