Hotashi

I’ve been really emotional about a particular part of my life, and it stresses me out whenever I think about it. The stress is not from classes or class work, it’s not from being a TA, it’s not from giving lectures in front of a 200+ student class, it’s not from marking and remarking over 200 assignments, it’s not from my stupid roomates who have no common sense. All these things do stress me, but not that much…except maybe the stupid roommates. What I’ve been really, really angry about lately is the engagement.

Now it’s probably not what you think…or maybe it is…I can’t remember if I mentioned this in an earlier post. It’s not about Jack or the way he proposed or anything like that. It’s our parents. They don’t care about our engagement. For the most part, they don’t even acknowledge any change whatsoever. They didn’t even congratulate us.

This really angers me. To me, it is just decent to congratulate someone when they get engaged. Period. Not doing so either makes the couple feel guilty for getting engaged (which is not the case here), or makes those who do not wish them look like complete [enter a not-so-nice word here]. It is rude. All these emtotions really made our engagement suck. When I think about it now I don’t think about how Jack proposed, or how happy we were or how excited our friends got when they found out. What I think about is the ‘whatever’ attitude my mother had when I told her (which was right after we got engaged…I called her on the phone), or the ‘whatever’ attitude Jack’s parents had when we went over the day after and they ignored us for the most part. My feelings of anger and hurt make me wish we didn’t get engaged, because I can’t even think about all the great things about it. All I think about is how ill-mannered our parents are. And these feelings aren’t helping me when school is stressful enough.

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