A few people I know have married losers. Not only did I know they were losers, but they knew they were losers before they married them. So why did they marry them?
Why did she marry the guy who gave her a black eye? Oh, he only did it once. In front of a room full of people.
Why did she marry the guy who cheated on her 2 weeks before the wedding? Oh he was having cold feet. And it was his ex girlfriend, not a stranger.
Why did she marry the guy who gave her an allowance? Oh, its really not that bad, its what his Dad did for his Mom.
Why did she marry the guy who talked down to her? Oh, its only when he isn’t getting his own way. He’s so generous to me.
Why did she marry the guy who smoked pot all day? Oh, it calms his anxiety. And he doesn’t smoke it around my parents.
I have put myself out there on three occasions and told my friends “not to marry” the man they were about to marry. And yes my friendships have suffered from my choice. I have noticed that once they get engaged they think everything is going to change. Or maybe they just get so caught up with planning a wedding, a life and a family that they lose site of what they are really about to do.
Even now that some of those marriages have fallen apart, I still lost my friendships. And it’s okay. I get it. How can a woman really stay friends with someone who told them, “not to marry” the man they married?