Post # 1
The last time I spoke to my parents was over a year ago and it ended badly(a looong story!). Just before the fight, me and bf decided to get married and go personally tell them. Let’s just say we didn’t get to tell them as the fight was on and everything that was wrong between my parents and us was our fault. Ever since then I’ve been battling physical illness(IBS) and depression as well. Not once did they call to see how I was doing, as I was in and out of the hospital constantly. I’ve finally gotten a handle on my IBS and have also recieved counselling which has improved my moods greatly. With less than two months before the wedding (july 18th) I decided that I should try to patch things up with my parents. In short, I failed horribly and have told my parents that they are no longer welcome in my life and they no longer exist in my eyes. My mother hates my fiancee and his entire family even though they are great people and have supported me far more than they ever had! The thought of my dad and mom not being at my wedding used to tear me apart, but now after telling them where I stand, I feel like a million dollars! Has anyone else out there have to exclude their parents from their wedding and how did you handle it?
Post # 3
My fmil is excluding herself from our wedding. You can read all about it in my previous posts. You have every right to exclude any and all negativity from your wedding day and life. If they cared enough they would suck it up to make you happy. It’s your day so you do what you feel you need to do to be happy. ((huggs))
Post # 4
My biological family isn’t invited to mywedding. I haven’t seen them in over 10 years. It hurts when I think about it but it is for the best. Good for you for standing up for yourself.
Post # 5
I’m not inviting my mother to the wedding. LONG story but it’s for the best. Don’t need the added drama or stress.
Post # 6
Although I invited my father, he rudely decided not to even send an RSVP card back. It was self addressed & stamped. It sure takes a lot of effort to care so little as to take your ass to the mail box after you’ve checked “no.”
But once he didn’t come, it was totally a weight lifted off my shoulders that he wasn’t there, awkwardly sitting, causing a tornado of drama like he’s used to doing. The only regret I had there was that because he did not come, ipso facto, my grandmother who raised me did not get to come either. He has her in his care, but I delegated a few days of my honeymoon to visit her in the nursing home since he didn’t bother to make the effort to bring her. I took my reception dress with me, took pictures of me in it with her, and I’ll love them forever.
Post # 7
I am not inviting my father.I only want people there who are truely there for us in regular boring day to day life.