(Note: this is the second post in a short three-part series about my upcoming nuptials.)
Only a few days left, and I’m still ruminating about everything that could go wrong on the big day. Let’s see how many of my worries I could formulate into a list or two:
THINGS THAT CAN GO WRONG: CEREMONY
- It will rain all over my outdoor wedding.
- It’ll be so humid that I’ll feel sick and unable to breathe.
- I’ll get panicky during the ceremony, feel the need to sit down, but be unable to.
- I’ll trip while walking down the aisle.
- Some crucial part of my dress will snap off.
- I’ll cry and find myself unable to stop.
- I’ll pass out at the altar.
- I’ll throw up at the altar.
- Everyone will be looking at me when I throw up and then pass out at the altar.
MORE THINGS THAT CAN GO WRONG: RECEPTION
- The power will fail and we’ll be left without lights or music.
- Extra guests who never RSVP’ed will show up, and we won’t have tables for them.
- People who I don’t recognize will show up.
- I will get a migraine from all the excitement.
- I’ll have to take migraine meds and then feel weird and spacey all evening.
- I will panic from all the excitement.
- I’ll have to take anxiety meds and then feel distant and forgetful all evening.
- We will run out of food.
- We will run out of beverages.
- I won’t have time to eat my own dinner, my blood sugar will drop, and I’ll feel sick.
- Our cupcakes will melt.
- The Dollar Dance will make me dizzy.
- The old ladies will laugh at me because I can’t polka the “right” way. (I learned from YouTube.)
- Our guests won’t have fun.
- Our guests will have too much fun, in the alcoholic sense, and get sick all over the dance floor.
- Someone will dance too hard and break the dance floor.
- Someone will dance too hard and break a bone.
- Something will get physically damaged.
- Someone will get physically damaged.
My husband-to-be just snuck up behind me, stuck his head over my shoulder, and asked me what I was blogging about.
“About how I’m so nervous for our wedding,” I said, before qualifying my statement further: “It’s not you, of course…”
I paused to gather my thoughts.
“It’s the location. It’s the logistics. It’s those terrible unknowns.”
Truth is, I’m glad he interrupted me. I could have doubled and perhaps tripled each of the above lists had I given myself another ten minutes with this little activity.
Yup. This is classic catastrophization. This is what I do, and this is what I do well.
Stay tuned for the final segment of this series — and my final blog post as a single woman — later this week.
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Last reviewed: 19 Jun 2012
Beretsky, S. (2012). I Want a Panic-Free Wedding, But So Much Can Go Wrong!. Psych Central.
Retrieved on March 6, 2015, from http://blogs.psychcentral.com/panic/2012/06/i-want-a-panic-free-wedding-but-so-much-can-go-wrong/