Drained. I’m drained. I feel as if every bit of energy that I’ve ever had has just drained itself out of my being.


“I keep on giving
But I can’t stop living
A woman needs a little something of her own
I like happy endings
I don’t like depending
I keep right on pretending
But I can’t do that anymore

— Faith Hill


Wedding are not just fincially draining to those getting married, but also the participants. I have procrastinated in getting my dress altered and getting Meg’s dress for Becky’s wedding. Just a few short weeks away, and I’m dreading it. Oh, and did I mention the parties thereof? *sigh*

How bad it is that one dreads one of her best friends weddings, when it comes down to personal reasons?