My wedding was the worst day of my life

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marriage to the next morning, and fell asleep. As she lay next to her new husband, Laura burst into tears. “I wasn’t expecting to have sex that night, but I was expecting to feel happy,” she says. “Part of the problem was that we had 180 people at the wedding, most of whom I hadn’t seen in 18 months.

Before I walked down the aisle, I almost had a breakdown at the thought of everyone seeing me in this huge dress when I hadn’t spoken to them in so long. ”The reception was also far more stressful than she expected. “Every time I had a conversation with a friend, I found myself glancing over their shoulder to make sure everything was going smoothly and at no point relaxed into this day I thought would be perfect,” she says. “Getting into our hotel room and realising I hadn’t really enjoyed any of it made me feel like such a failure. ”It is often said that expectation is the enemy of happiness – if that’s the case then it’s a wonder anyone enjoys getting married.

We’re slowly changing the narrative around long-term monogamy and parenthood, and understand that anxiety and depression can sit alongside love when it comes to life’s major milestones.

And yet on a wedding day, we leave very little space for anything other than blissful happiness. Hence the word “perfect” cropping up so much: the perfect day, the perfect dress, the perfect hair and the perfect first dance.