Living a Lie
To get married or not to wed? That is the question. It ne’er used to be the inquiry. It was before ‘When to marry?’ not ‘why to marry’. For a long time women were required and expected themselves to acquire a husband young, hook up and start up home with tiddlers and a dog, and devotethe rest of their lives to running a well run house. Perchance because females have been set free from what were once their established roles, that a wedding ceremony is no longer of importance and most assuredly not the only route to go along. In fact umpteen people- both male and female positively hate the idea of marriage, and can’t imagine looking into a loved one’s face and promising without question to spend the remaider of their lives with them until someone dies. In many ways it’s very sad, because weddings can be such gay events- especially when they feature a exquisite wedding gown and sky lanterns. But, dreadful marriages can be destructive, financially and emotionally injurious, and the most isolating things of all. Though being in a painful relationship is also incredibly isolating, somehow with the marriage label, it’s worse still . The outside world expect more of a couple when they are formally married and have purportedly spent so much money on their wedding day. They are supposed to be happy or to at least try their damndest to be so. As a result of this detected external insistency, many partners feel they have to put on a front and hide their actual feelings. The reason why there used to be a greater number marriages or why marriages lasted a few generations ago is because couples had no choice but to keep pressing on with their relationship. This is better in some respects, but in others, it is very destructive. Yes there were a bigger number of marriages, but there were also many more desperately painful ones.
