According to the Twitter user, she understood that decision and admires the lady’s bravery. She further added that our culture of marital pressure, and shaming people into remaining in such situations isn’t a good one.
Her tweets reads;
I once watched a bride stop cold on the steps of a church & say, “This is more than cold feet. I can’t marry him.” At the time, I only saw her fear. Today, at last, I understand. I’m amazed by her bravery. *sigh* Doing the right thing. It’s hard, it hurts, but it must be done.
Now I have to make a thread because of the replies from some men. I wasn’t expecting the anger and condemnation. It’s easy to hold your phone and type hard words. Until you find yourself in the situation. Be honest. We don’t always do the right thing at the right time.
Or do what we really need to do. Many of us studied or are still studying courses our parents picked out. Or working jobs we hate do S to please family/society. Because we couldn’t stand the heat th at came with making the hard decisions.
In doing these, we lose time, money, opportunities, etc. We even hurt people. It is the way of life. Now, I don’t know about you guys, but I’ve been in situations where everything looked perfect but my guts told me otherwise.
People urged me on because the person/business/situation looked perfect. Like this case. He was a good man. But he wasn’t the one for her. People told her he was; he too. Could she have quit earlier? For sure. Would it have been easier? No. Because we live in a society…
..where calling off a wedding ceremony is almost a taboo. And no matter how hard we try, we constantly battle with the ‘what will people say’ syndrome. So, until you’ve stared parents/society in the face and followed your heart/guts, don’t say this isn’t bravery.
Until you’ve never lost anything because you always got it right, don’t knock this too hard. A little understanding, that’s all I ask. Oh, I also feel the irrepressible urge to add that when the dust settled, he was grateful she didn’t go through with it. He married someone else ten months later. She married someone else two years later.
Judging by some replies, my parents should call me, “selfish, barbaric, callous, insensitive…” I mean, they spent millions to ensure I became a barrister yet I refused to practice the law because writing makes me happy.
Imagine their horror when I quit my job at the Supreme Court. Why didn’t I quit while filling my JAMB form? Selfish me. Our culture of marital pressure and shaming people into remaining in such situations isn’t a good one. Just so you know. Now, I rest my case.