Wedding stress - largetwink

chapter 1

“At my one-year anniversary I want to say that around 2 years ago I wouldn’t recognise myself babe, and I freaking love that!”

I kissed my fiancé then reminisce the man I was when I asked my husband to marry me.

“It was around 2 months before the proposal. I was so stressed out about the right ring, the right time and the right way let alone if he says no.

I am going to be honest I ate my stress away. Chocolates, cakes, lollies, ice cream, chips. Anything that could make me shut the fuck up.

I rented a suit for the proposal, I did it the exact second, I got his parents’ approval. Before I even got the ring. By the time I was meant to pick it up, I had gained 20lbs.

My shirt size went from Medium to 2XL. I carried most of my weight in my stomach which for the first time in my life stuck out and by a lot.

I never needed to diet or go to the gym; I didn’t have the time or energy for losing weight.

It also was just a sweet story, trying to make the night right, I gained 24lbs. I went up a size and had to change my suit one last time.

So, when my husband said yes, I was ecstatic. He wasn’t up for planning the wedding so, I was the one between all the people and I continued with the snacking and gorging on foods. Sometimes it was for the wedding and others it was because of the wedding.

I knew that I would have to work out. It would be hard but, all the major stuff planned so around 3 months before the big day I stepped into a gym for the first time 40lbs heavier than the day I asked my then fiancé’s parents’ permission to marry him.

I got really fit and ripped with muscles just for the wedding night.

I thought that was it. I was stopping the snacks and my massive weight gain. I cancelled my gym membership and my personal trainer.

After my wedding, my wedding stress would disappear, and everything would be back to normal.


I HAVE LESS THAN TWO THOUSAND CHARACTERS SO... I HAVE TO EXTEND THIS SECTION. I WILL TAKE THIS INTO ACCOUNT WHEN WRITING FUTURE STORIES BTW.