Love is in the air

I’m late with this blog post but I’m a proud procrastinator so here it is. A few weeks ago I had the privilege of standing, or in my case sitting, beside one of my best and longest friends, as one of her Bridesmaids. I was nervous, about stupid irrelevant little things that didn’t matter. Little things like how it would look when I rolled down the aisle with my assigned Groomsmen. If it would look the same as the other pairs walking ahead of me. I was worried that I would somehow throw off the aesthetic of the wedding or disappoint the bride in any way.

My brain is always a constant hurricane of thoughts. I want to make it clear that none of this pressure was coming from the bride. These intrusive thoughts were completely my own. Wisps of thoughts swirl around my mind. I have anxiety, which makes social situations challenging. The funny thing is I’m very social once I’m comfortable. My fellow ladies in the bridal party helped me with whatever I needed and adapted whenever needed. This means everything to me.

Lately, I’ve been living with the mantra of “I deserve to exist. I deserve to take up space.” Something this entire experience reinforced for me is that the people who matter will continue to make space for me. Not only allowing me to exist, but they will celebrate my existence.

We all came together for the bride and groom, but we also came out with a love and understanding for one another.