Let’s not get married this weekend

But thanks for asking. I’ve already done the last minute wedding at age 20. Then an icky five years later there was the anti-climactic divorce. He cried, mostly over his girlfriend leaving him not me. Turns out she only wanted him when he was off limits. I met her once, she seemed nice. Not at all the slutty-slut I imagined.

What the hell was I thinking? I was practically a baby at that age, no way ready or able to commit to a loving partnership. How can you choose at 20 who you will be, much less who you will want to be with?

My mother wanted to save the dress. It was 30$ and came from Casual Corner, remember those? The name says it all. I went into the marriage casually and then felt cornered. “Hey wanna get married this weekend” was how it all started.

Looking back, I see that getting over that mess means I can survive anything. I left with nothing but my dog and cat and moved back home for a year. A proud moment for any parent. (Thank you Mom!)

The ex and I stayed friends and kept in touch for years, we even took a vacation together after we decided it was really over. Totally weird I know. Then I left Austin and moved here to LA, with no forwarding information. If you happen to know a short guy with an accent, driving an overpriced sports car, don’t tell him where I am.

You know I thought him saw once a few years ago but then I thought no couldn’t be him. I still think it would be great to see if in this market if he lost everything. I still have a photo of you in that dress with my mom.