I’ve had my first pre-wedding anxiety bad dream. It happened on Wednesday night when I woke in a state of panic. In my dream I turned up at the church and there was hardly anyone there. It was pouring with rain and my hair was shoved up in a horrible scraggy pony-tail and I was wet through.
The dress I was wearing was this awful red and white thing that no one complimented me on and the dream ended with me looking through the photos and realising all the pictures were of the guests who somehow were laughing at me – not with me.
It was the weirdest thing. I honestly woke in a cold sweat and realised that perhaps I needed to take my foot off the wedding accelerator for a bit.
I think all this stress is getting to me.