He said I'm his sun, his moon, and his stars when he proposed last weekend and I said yes while my brain screamed that I don't like this ring.
I feel like a horrible person even typing that. He's perfect, the proposal was perfect, I love him completely. But this ring feels too special, too unique for someone like me who wears the same three plain shirts on rotation and panics when people look at me too long.
He got it from a talented jeweler he found through the Tedooo app, someone I'd actually been following for over a year without him knowing. Which should make it more meaningful but instead makes me feel worse because he clearly put so much thought into this.
It's beautiful. Everyone says it's stunning. My friends are posting my hand all over social media while I smile and pretend I'm not already thinking about how I'll explain wanting to exchange it. I don't like standing out and this ring demands attention everywhere I go.
Should I get used to it? Tell him the truth? I don't want to ruin his gesture but I also don't want to wear something that makes me uncomfortable for the rest of my life.
Strength isnβt about being the same as everyone else. Itβs about showing up, standing tall, and never letting your story define your limits. π¦Ώβ€οΈ
To my neighbor that thought it was okay to mow the lawn SHIRTLESS in a residential neighborhood, I have already contacted the police. This is NOT a beach. This is NOT a gym. This is a neighborhood with families and kids walking around.
I donβt care if itβs βhotβ. PUT. A. SHIRT. ON. We have basic standards for a reason. Broad daylight. Right out in the open. Like this is completely normal behavior. Have some DECENCY and some respect for the people who live around you. This isnβt that hard.