So we just wrapped our 11th anniversary celebration.
What's supposed to be a happy affair was marred with ugly memories here and there.
It started when I got approached by RR for a "quick" talk with friends about a family issue that they've been facing. I felt ambushed by the situation and didn't really feel that I had the choice to say no. I was left with no choice at all.
Needless to say, the "quick" talk wasn't quick and it actually set us back 30min or so from our already very tight timeline. To make matters worse, it left me with anxiety and bottled up stress that wasn't really on my cards yesterday -- it was our anniversary after all.
I felt so "walked over" by the situation -- that RR didn't say no, that I didn't say no. I'm angry at my husband and I'm angry at myself. I'm angry right now -- my keyboard knows and feels my anger. It's almost 3am and I still can't sleep. I'm still filled with so much anger and regret about how the situation was handled. We didn't have any power.
I was so disappointed with the domino effect that the situation caused -- we didn't have enough time to prep, I was not able to do my makeup well. For an event that doesn't really happen often, it's sad that it played out this way.
And just when I thought the matter couldn't get any worse, the favorite tita caused a stir with the seating arrangement. I TOTALLY get why she wants to be seated there -- it wasn't because of any of her "palusot," it was because she wanted to be in an "important" seat.
But if the earlier situation taught me one thing, it's that we must draw the line and set our limits for people. For that "tita" - she has reached my limit. She has reached the line and I will not let her overstep it. Not during our event, not during something we organized and paid for. It's a non-negotiable for me.
Good thing my Mama stepped up and handled the situation for me. I don't want to lose two battles in one day.
Sadly, I think I'd like to forget this day rather than remember it. Happy 11th Anniversary? I guess not.