The journey to and through my marriage has been such a beautiful revelation. It is a new beginning for me in more ways than literally getting married. All my life I had resisted marriage and how it is presented by society: what it stood for, the nature of the ceremony including the wording, the nature of the celebration – just everything about it caused me to rebel against that idea of getting married. It was something I never wanted to do or commit to. And from here, I never saw myself getting married. The choice had been made. Now I realise how much of a reaction that choice was. Yet, I was engaged twice. I had given up on my truth and overrode my feelings. I gave into the empathy of hurting someone and gave myself away for many reasons. It feels now like I had an ideal and/or belief that it was the right thing to do for a good person such as myself. One of those many reasons – the initial ‘yes’ to the proposals, and being in the relationship – was more about my need for and craving of acceptance, attention and being loved. The fact that ...