The deep end.

Countdown.
It's the first, but not the last. And definitely the scariest.
I feel like everyone's sexist and reiterating "but beta, you HAVE to get married someday no?"
Whenever we look at brides/fiancees, we think 'They must be so happy.'
There's only one word for this feeling, and it isn't happy.
It's complete, and utter confusion.
Afraid to take a step forward, and don't know how to look back.
And, either willingly or unwillingly, moving your life to fit around the day your baat happens.
I feel weird. Not physically ill. But just...out of it.
I'd rather be studying Pathology and making my Forensic copy.
I'm not ready.