I'll admit it. I sit there and I admire engagement rings on Helzberg.com. I like reading the reviews for no reason and I know that he may never ask me bc I have so many flaws and may never be a good financial investment. I love the reviews where the girl goes "The center stone is only a third of a carat." WHOA. Let me get this straight. You are pissing and moaning because he asked you to marry him and the ring he gave you wasn't large enough for you? SERIOUSLY.
I would be happy with a true proposal. I'd be happy with the el cheapo super value ring they sell that has like one stone in it. It's the thought that counts. The fact that some guy wants to make you his wife and spend the rest of his life with you should count for something. I guess that part of it counts more to me than anything bc I come from a really really messed up family and my dad spent tons of time telling me that I was the equivalent to the bottom of his dirty shoe. That was so comforting.
I just want to belong to a real family. I don't have my mom's last name and thank God I don't have my dad's either. I actually have his middle name as my last. I hate having that brand on me. I'm so tired of being sad. I want to love myself but I don't know how. It's really hard. I know I have so many blessings in my life (NB being one of them) but the ambitious part of me wants so much more and a lot of it BEFORE I turn 30.
End rant.
xoxo
I would be happy with a true proposal. I'd be happy with the el cheapo super value ring they sell that has like one stone in it. It's the thought that counts. The fact that some guy wants to make you his wife and spend the rest of his life with you should count for something. I guess that part of it counts more to me than anything bc I come from a really really messed up family and my dad spent tons of time telling me that I was the equivalent to the bottom of his dirty shoe. That was so comforting.
I just want to belong to a real family. I don't have my mom's last name and thank God I don't have my dad's either. I actually have his middle name as my last. I hate having that brand on me. I'm so tired of being sad. I want to love myself but I don't know how. It's really hard. I know I have so many blessings in my life (NB being one of them) but the ambitious part of me wants so much more and a lot of it BEFORE I turn 30.
End rant.
xoxo
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