Bridezilla to bride-zombie to bride-broken

I'm not that much of a reader, I wish I was and I honestly don't have ANY time atm. But for people that are all about their bookish nerdiness here's something I found that was really thought provoking!

So I've been a bit off blogging for a bit. I haven't really bothered with it, I haven't had that motivation to go and share something with the world. And it's because all of this wedding stress has really got to me. Last month wedding prep was in full swing but not so much this month.

I've been sad and upset because we've been fighting and arguing lots with so much concerning us and the wedding. Me and my fiance I mean. The wedding is 5 months away and it's already so super stressful between us now.

Did anyone else go through this before their wedding? Please help me, I need all the encouragement I can get right now!!

Without saying anything too personal I can just say that some major exams and wedding planning has really has been driving us nuts! I think when people of two different religions come together there has to be an immense amount of understanding, love and support for one another. I thought we had that, but I feel like traditions, different family beliefs and our elders views are clashing to the point of us falling apart and I'm really heartbroken right now! Especially 'cuz I haven't spoken to him all September :(

Aaaah, anyway I hope ya'll having a restful weekend. I had a wasp sting today that landed me in emergency (so lucky I work there and I'm alive and kicking) 'cuz I'm allergic to the damn things so I'm resting too. God bless xxx

Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that, and living alone won't either, for solitude will also break you with its yearning. You have to love. You have to feel. It is the reason you are here on earth. You are here to risk your heart. You are here to be swallowed up. And when it happens that you are broken, or betrayed, or left, or hurt, or death brushes near, let yourself sit by an apple tree and listen to apples falling all around you in heaps, wasting their sweetness. Tell yourself you tasted as many as you could.

                        -Louise Erdrich, "The Painted Drum"