We met when I was 16 and he was 24 (I'm now 24 and he 32). We pretty much fell in love at first sight. I didn't want to date him at first because of the age gap, but after a few months, it became too irresistible to refuse his advances. We were head over heels for each other. I wanted to save myself for marriage, but I gave into peer pressure when our classmates poked fun at us because we "hadn't done it yet".
Six months later, I found out I was pregnant. Even though we felt it was too soon, we saw it as a blessing. The night we found out, we were laying in bed and he whispered: "I suppose we should get married then". My reply was yes, even though I was hesitant. I expected us to tie the not before I gave birth and I felt it a little too soon. But I would rather do the right thing than wait.
Every time I tried to bring the subject up though, he would tell me to stop talking about it. The more I talked about it the more "stressed" he felt and "the less likely it was for him to do it". So I bit my tongue. As hard as it was for me, I stopped talking about it, assuming it would only be for a year. It was very hard for me, the longer it went on the more and more excitement built up.
Years later I hardly even think about it anymore. When I do I feel nothing but sadness. I want more than anything to just get married but he still acts the same when I bring it up. He says he will just surprise me one day and we will just do it. But I feel like I should just give up hope. I almost want to just find somebody else to marry! All I want is to be made an honest girl. It's tough.
Six months later, I found out I was pregnant. Even though we felt it was too soon, we saw it as a blessing. The night we found out, we were laying in bed and he whispered: "I suppose we should get married then". My reply was yes, even though I was hesitant. I expected us to tie the not before I gave birth and I felt it a little too soon. But I would rather do the right thing than wait.
Every time I tried to bring the subject up though, he would tell me to stop talking about it. The more I talked about it the more "stressed" he felt and "the less likely it was for him to do it". So I bit my tongue. As hard as it was for me, I stopped talking about it, assuming it would only be for a year. It was very hard for me, the longer it went on the more and more excitement built up.
Years later I hardly even think about it anymore. When I do I feel nothing but sadness. I want more than anything to just get married but he still acts the same when I bring it up. He says he will just surprise me one day and we will just do it. But I feel like I should just give up hope. I almost want to just find somebody else to marry! All I want is to be made an honest girl. It's tough.