So my relationship with my sister is pretty tumultuous. She has cyclothymia, if not full blown bipolar disorder. So sometimes she can be hard to deal with and talk to. Other times, she is honestly the coolest, funniest and nicest girl on the planet. She's generally freakishly nice to everyone else, but dumps on me because she knows that I'll always love her (which makes her feel guilty and thus makes her more mad). I was at a breaking point with her a while ago, but I really think she's coming around and she has been so good and nice lately. She does freak out when stressed, but she isn't mean, which is the important thing to me. Everyone should be allowed to freak out when they need to anyway. So our relationship has really been going very well lately, and it makes me so happy!
Anyway, today was her fitting for her wedding dress. The dress is gorgeous by the way. Here is what it looks like! (Sorry about the horrible phone screenshot! I don't know the designer. I'm a horrible MOH.)
But the dress is super baggy. She lost weight since buying it (even though she is super skinny, all the stress is making her lose weight). So when she would try it on, it was still pretty, but it didn't fit right so it was like, "Ok! That's great, this is so exciting!"
Just so you know, I am super effing emotional OK?! I cry during commercials, I cry multiple times in movies I've seen so many times I can quote. And I'm not talking sniffles here, I sob and end up being held by Mr.Dude who is laughing at me. Anything sad, or mean or terrible or tragic or happy or romantic and I am just a big jumble of tears and snot and hiccups (sobbing gives me hiccups).
But I didn't cry when we went dress shopping. Even when we found the dress. I was crazy excited and happy, but I didn't cry. I think I was just so happy, that tears weren't an option for me somehow. Also, my sister hates crying. She thinks it's some weird weakness. And then I've seen her in her dress and I just keep getting excited and happy! I don't cry, I'm just happy for her. Then today happened. It was going fine, we were talking about how I opened her stall too soon and saw her side boob (she was all grumpy about it, haha) and about wedding stuff, and her horrible bridesmaids (I am not even freaking joking). Then she comes out and the dress is baggy. So the alterations lady is pinning away, and we make jokes about how I am not helping her get it off because of them. It was fun and light hearted. Then everything is pinned and she has an inch of extra dress on each side, and it looks like a fin and I laugh, because she looks like a weird pretty fish. But then she smoothed it out and something just like hit me. A wall of emotion just crashed into me and my chest go all tight and my eyes were burning and I could feel it coming. It kinda went like this
So then my sister of course sees me and is astonished that this is happening while she is stuffed with pins and has flippers down her sides
So she told me to go sit down, while she laughed at me. And as I turn to walk away, I start full blown crying. I was just so freaking happy for her. It feels so real now and it's happening and I'm so excited!
So then I had to sit on the chair and cry by myself while I watched the lady work on the dress.
I don't know why that was my tipping point, I had been doing SO WELL you guys! I can't believe the unfinished alterations is what got me! And I've busted out crying twice while typing this! How am I supposed to give a Maid of Honor speech at her wedding?! I am going to be a freaking mess! I don't want to be the joke of the wedding! The flood gates have opened y'all!
Tear Gate 2013 is upon us! (Just FYI, writing out "Tear Gate 2013" made me laugh and then burst out crying again.)
I need halp!
Also, since I am so emotional and full of love and happiness and excitement, please share your "too much emotion" stories below! Let everyone get as weepy and crazy emotional as I am today! Spread the love!