Probably bad way. I’m gradually itching my 30s which is a frowned-upon age for singles (in fact sometime ago living single was deemed illegal for some reason) and I’ve got 5 psychotic siblings, two of which have already developed schizophrenia so my only option is to swallow my pride so to speak and accept the marriage my mother wants to arrange. She keeps saying she found someone I’d like, so I have to take her word for it. My mother is an incredibly kind but very fragile individual and she’s been abused by arrogant ungrateful siblings all her life so it almost feels like im atoning for sins that aren’t mine. I’m picking the lesser of two evils cuz marrying someone I barely know sounds more enticing than living with two scizophernic siblings who may eventually listen to the voices in their head and kill me or one of my parents in their sleep and I’d live the rest of my life with the shame of being related to a convict.
But besides that life’s been pretty good, I’m gonna travel tomorrow.