You know when you watch a show and a woman is in labor and is so exhausted by everything she decides she gives up and wants to go home. That's me. I give up. All this wedding stuff is driving me insane. I feel like it is spirling out of control and it's all about everyone else right now. Sticking up for myself and trying to get things the way I want them seems to be an uphill battle. At this point, nothing is how I imagined it to be and I feel really annoyed. I was talking to FMIL on the phone and she said, "I hear a lot of 'I want, I want, I want' right now. Are you going to stomp your foot and throw a fit too? It's not all about you." Frustrated. Annoyed. Overwhelmed. Exhausted. Vent complete.