- 6 years ago
- Wedding: May 2013
So bees, I had my bachelorette party this weekend! I had a lot of fun! All I wanted to do was dance the night away, and we did! It was one of the best night’s I’ve had in a while, but I also made a big mistake. Half of our group got separated, and if I had made different choices, we could have all stayed together, now I just feel so guilty about it. I try not to live in the past or dwell on regrets, so I just need to move forward. I think venting my guilt here will help 😀
The night started well, did some minor pregaming in the hotel room, and took the shuttle to the casino for dinner. After that, we rushed to the night club to get in before the cover. We didn’t make it, so everyone paid $20 (ick) to get in. It was already jam packed at 10 pm, but that’s ok we were ready to dance!
After about 20 minutes, one of the girls disappeared. Then, another girl received a text from her saying she left the club, and now wasn’t allowed back in. I was really thrown off-why would she leave, we just got there?? This is where the night turned…three girls (including a BM) left to keep her company.
This was my mistake. Two other girls and I stayed. At the time, I didn’t understand what was going on. I was a little buzzed at this point and my mind kind of latched on to the fact that the girl left, and the others joined her. I thought they all just didn’t want to be there anymore, and it really felt like they were all leaving me. The fact that she couldn’t get back in just didn’t register until later the next day. I left my cell phone in the room, so I had no way to communicate with those who left.
The two girls and I had a great time dancing the night away, indulging in some late night burgers and being carefree. It was perfect. We were all bewildered as to how everyone could just leave the bachelorette at her own party.
Once I got home the next day, it really sank in what had actually happened. It clicked that I should have left-we all should have left and gone someplace else together. It really sucks that we all split up, that they drove down to spend time with me, and it just didn’t turn out like anyone expected. A night I was so looking forward to, that you only get once, is tarnished and I feel so, absolutely terrible. Why didn’t it click with me when it mattered? How did I not realize what the right thing to do was at the time?
I don’t really know if I need advice, or I just needed to vent, I’m not really expecting anything, I think I just needed to get all my thoughts out. Has anyone else made a mistake like this?