I went to a friend's wedding

It was beautiful. I also had a few glasses of wine. I swore undying loyalty to my friend's bloodline, unprompted and unrequested, and promised the bride's brother, the groom's brother, the bride's uncle, the bride's father and the bestman's girlfriend that if the newlywed couple were ever to reproduce, not just me but also all of our friend group, our whole squad of unhinged neurodivergent weeaboo chimpanzees, would do our very best to contribute and collectively raise their offspring as our own. We have like one single braincell shared between us all, and none of us have our shit together, but I cannot stress it enough that their kids would have a whole squad of mentally unstable kinda-partial-therapy-having aunts, uncles and other piblings to kind of somewhat shittily try to help out sometimes. We suck but we'll try.

I also had a good long conversation with the bride's uncle and the groom's brother, all comparing our situations to each other, as I repeatedly stressed and pointed out to them that they're both here because the happy couple value them in their lives. I had no problem throwing my whole family out because they sucked, with no redeeming qualities - but they are both here now despite of their respective shitty mother and sister. Who are two different people, I should probably clarify. The couple has two mother-in-laws, and they both suck.

I also probably weirded out the bestman's girlfriend. Her family doesn't suck, they're just all far away. It just felt very important to me at the time that she knows that despite of the fact that we literally barely just met, the fact that her boyfriend is best friends with my good friend's new husband means that she's emotionally a closer tie to me than my sister is. Family doesn't begin or end with blood, and if she's the spouse of the man my friend bound herself to for life, she's a cousin to me now.

The first picture is what I left in the wedding reception guestbook. Translating the text: "some days will be good, some days will be bad, but a good spouse makes good days better and bad days easier to bear."

The second picture is the outfit I wore. This was the first wedding I have attended without my family there to ruin it, so I got to dress exactly as I liked without anyone nagging about me being unpresentable. How happy the happy events can be when you get to share them with people who aren't ashamed of your existence.