My Weekend of Drama, Tension and Too Much Alcohol

Boy, have I got a hell of a lot to tell you!

I'm going to warn you now, this post might be very long so be prepared to keep scrolling down...

So, I haven't done a new post since Wednesday as I had a 6th Form Induction day on the Thursday and then had to travel down to Eastbourne straight after. The whole reason of going to Eastbourne was for a wedding I was invited to, along with my boyfriend's family as it was his auntie getting married. So far so good.

We arrived at my boyfriend's nan's house in Eastbourne and everyone was happy as a result of the excitement for the wedding the following day. The men went out for the night (including my boyfriend) so I was left with all the women. Sitting around drinking glasses of wine and having a laugh, it turned out to be a better night than I thought.

Then Friday came. I sat alone by myself for 6 hours getting ready, while everyone else completely forgot about my existence downstairs. I'm not implying that I should be the centre of attention, it would have just been nice if I had received a 'morning' when I woke up, instead of getting pushed out of the way like I was some sort of obstruction in their path. I know the morning of a wedding can be stressful and all that, but is there really any need to be snapped at when you ask a simple question, such as 'When is everyone putting on their outfits?'. I believe not.

Anyway, we arrived at the wedding late because we had to travel to the venue with the bride and she was running late getting ready. When we eventually got there, I walked over to where I was supposed to be seated and felt everybodys eyes glaring at me, as if to say, 'Who the hell are you, and what right do you have getting to sit at the front with all the immediate family?'. You see, I had never met half of these people before as I have only been with my boyfriend 3 years and have not been to many events with him to meet them all. So their disapproval of my 'intrusion' on their relatives wedding was quite understandable and seemed to stay with them the whole night.

However, I didn't exactly make the situation any better for myself; I got drunk. And embarrassingly drunk, too. I don't remember a lot. Just that I seemed to talk to this woman all night that a lot of people aren't fond of as she is an alcoholic. We spoke about all sorts of things, our love for auburn hair, my dislike for my nose and how I tried out modelling for a laugh (which I sincerely wish I never mentioned and cringe every time I think about it). The main thing that I clearly remember her saying was 'You and your boyfriend won't be together in the future'. And maybe she's right. I accepted that and carried on drinking.

As the night went on and I consumed more alcohol, I began to cry. Hysterically. I got told the next morning that this crying went on for 1 and a half hours continuously without a break. And everybody said I told them that the reason I was crying was because this lady I had been speaking to all night had upset me by saying, 'You and your boyfriend won't be together in the future'. Which I don't believe at all. She didn't even upset me by saying that! But unless I watched myself back I will never know if this is what I said for certain. My boyfriend and his family like to exaggerate and enjoy making assumptions.

So anyway, I was sat down by the bride and was shouted at for being so stupid for listening to an alcoholic lady about my relationship and getting all upset over it. The only part I remember of this was the bride telling me if I don't stop crying she will hit me, and I didn't stop crying so she did hit me. But not properly of course. Although it wouldn't have mattered to me as I couldn't feel it anyway I was that drunk. My sense of feeling had disappeared.
As the anger of someone upsetting me had filled the bride, she apparently went and found the alcoholic lady that had 'upset' me and shouted at her so bad that it made the lady cry! This was of course all my fault because if I had never have carried on drinking the way I did, I wouldn't have cried and nobody was have got shouted at as a result of my drunken crying.

Everybody else in my boyfriend's family said to him that night, 'Sort your girlfriend out' as I was making a spectacle of myself. I have never been more ashamed and embarrassed; that was the first impression that I gave my boyfriend's relatives.

The rest of the night is just a blur to me, the pictures being the key to me seeing truly how drunk I was. Until they are developed or whatever, I will just have to wait and try and put my embarrassment behind me.

As you would expect, my hangover the next morning was terrible. I attempted to get up but realised this was a bad idea and climbed back into bed again. My boyfriend came to see if I was okay and he stayed with me for ages. Finally, I decided to take my boyfriend's advise and have a shower to make myself feel a little better. However, I couldn't even turn the shower on so just left it and fell onto the bathroom floor and layed there until my boyfriend discovered me several minutes later.

Going downstairs and facing everyone after my disgraceful behaviour the previous night, I could tell I wasn't welcome. Being invited to a family event again will probably be quite rare.

That night after I had recovered during the day, we all went out for dinner to the local pub restaurant down the road. The atmosphere was extremely tense between me and my boyfriend's mum and had been all day.

This wasn't unusual for me as his mum has seemed to take an extreme dislike to me over the past couple of weeks, or even months for whatever reason. I put it down to the fact that our personalities have really started to clash lately; she is very much a control freak, whilst I am laid back and take things as they come.
Anyway, me and my boyfriend wind each other up which tends to leave one of us raising our voice to the other. But it's all in good nature, we don't mean anything by it and it is certainly not arguing of any sort. But his mum believes that we are arguing and has recently got herself involved between the two of us, saying how we 'bicker constantly'. I don't know exactly what has been said because I found all this out from my boyfriend, so obviously he won't tell me all the horrible things she says about me in between, but I have learnt that the 'bickering' is somehow my fault.

Anyway, back to the story about going out for dinner at the pub restaurant, the atmosphere was extremely tense between me and his mum.
We wasn't sat on the same table as there wasn't enough room, so me, my boyfriend, and his little sister all sat on a table by ourselves. It was here that I realised my boyfriend was being rather quiet so I asked him what was wrong. He told me that he was thinking. He wasn't going to tell me what was wrong, only his sister, as he felt it would 'worry me and upset me'.
I eventually got him to agree to tell me so the three of us left to walk back to his nan's house early and he told us what was up. Apparently, his mum had told him that I am not welcome down his nan's house anymore because of the bickering between me and my boyfriend. She couldn't tell me this to my face, however, just resorting to giving me a filthy look when I happened to glance in her direction while we was out for dinner. And why she decided to say all this to him this weekend is beyond me, she could have waited til we got back to London at least. Making the decision that I'm no longer welcome at his nan's house also baffles me as it is not even her house. His nan should be the one making that decision, surely?

Today, however, me and my boyfriend proved by a mile that we should stay together, much to his mum's dislike. I'm sure she would have liked to think that she was right about me and him not being good together, but we made it clear that this wasn't the case.
Me and my boyfriend laughed together and hugged and just made it very clear that we are extremely happy together, and the bickering was obviously just us messing around.

I am home now, and it has been a couple of days since the wedding. I'm hoping everyone has kind of forgotten about my out of character behaviour.
Until they are reminded of it when they see the pictures, of course.

Apart from all the drama, I did thoroughly enjoy myself this weekend.

I am very tired now as I haven't had a proper nights sleep in a while.
Expect another post tomorrow people :)

Bye x

P.S.
Advise: Don't get drunk at events you have been invited to by your partner's family! Very BAD idea!