Still exhausted...sick of work, getting homesick, wedding plans stressing me out. I don't want a big wedding. Heck, if I had my own way, I would elope. I'm not even sure if I can take time off to go away aftewards but M wants a honeymoon then a trip to Ireland later in the year. So he's pressuring me to quit my job if I can't get the time off. Then he'll start resenting my unemployed state...again. Even though he promises not to. There's a big difference between intellectually accepting something and how you really feel.

Sometimes I'm tempted to just run away...