- 8 years ago
As some of you know, I was previously engaged before I met my now fiance. The wedding planning process (the first time around) was a complete disaster, and absolutely everything went wrong!
When I became engaged to my ex, his family offered to take us out to dinner to celebrate our engagement. His family is, how can I put this….different. His father always made very inappropriate jokes at very inappropriate times. While we were eating, he informed me that he will have the bachelor party for his son the night before our wedding, it will be in a hotel room, and he is planning on hiring strippers for a private party. I am not a prude by any means, but a private party with strippers in a hotel room just didn’t sit well with me. A strip club is one thing, but a hotel? His father then told me that he is planning on having his son good and drunk before our ceremony. He said, “My son won’t even know what’s going on!” I told his father, “Sorry, but I refuse to marry someone who is intoxicated. To me, it would show a lack of respect.” His father then yelled at me (in the middle of a nice restaraunt) “What’s wrong with that? I was drunk at my wedding and his mother still married me. What are you trying to say…that you are better than us?” Things escalated from there, and I ended up leaving the dinner. Nice, huh?
Throughout the planning, his family made everything a living Hell for me. His mom would get angry with me for not including her in every detail, even though they made it clear that they would not be contributing to the bill whatsoever. His mother even called me up one night and said that she thought I acted as though I was better than them, and she felt I was “snotty.”
We were planning our ceremony in a classy Baptist church, and I asked his sister to be a bridesmaid. She mentioned that she wanted to get a tattoo across her chest, but would wait until after the wedding. She showed up to our engagement party with her hair dyed bright green, and wearing a low cut dress to reveal her new tattoo splashed across her chest that said, “Live, Laugh, Sin.” She then proceded to tell guests at my party that her next tattoo was going to be a penis on her upper thigh. She thought this was absolutely hilarious….
When we booked the venue, his parents yelled at me because I did not include them in the decision. They insisted on being invited to view the venue to make sure it was up to par. When we got there I was not in the best of moods because I was not feeling well, and we were running late. His father met me at the door and screamed, “If you don’t want to show this place to us then don’t feel like you have to!”
To top everything off, I realized during the wedding planning that my fiance was not exactly who he claimed to be when I met him. He began to reveal a different side of himself, and started saying things to me which were very verbally abusive. He also started acting differently towards me, as did one of my bridesmaids.
The final straw was when he became physically abusive. That is when I left him. It was exactly a week before our invitations were to be mailed out. I thank God every day that he revealed himself to me before I said “I do.”
While I was packing my things and moving out of our house, I found e-mails between him and my bridesmaid that were flirtatious and sexual in nature. Not only did I lose my fiance, I also lost a friend too. When I confronted her about it, she denied it and said, “How dare you accuse me of doing that…what kind of friend are you?”
Sorry this is so long, but it feels SO good to get this all out!
Anyone else have any wedding horror stories? Engagement, ceremony, reception, etc?