Planning a wedding is an expensive and logistically complicated undertaking, and it is often the first (and only) large party you will throw. But you should never feel inferior, whether it's because you are in a wheelchair, can't afford a photobooth, or simply don't give a damn about the centerpieces.
I've wondered, is this real? Is this really happening? Is this just a dream? I've wondered what you would all think of me if you knew, despite the positivity in my recent writing, that at my worst moments I've cried because I've been in such physical pain, that I've cried because I've felt sorry for myself.