The wedding industry is a multi-billion-dollar machine fueled by fairy tales. We are fed a steady diet of romantic comedies, tragic poetry, and societal pressures that tell us love conquers all, that redemption is found in the arms of another, and that our ultimate purpose in life is to be the healing balm for someone else’s wounds. We are taught to be saviors, empathizers, and caretakers. But somewhere along the way, we have confused the noble art of compassion with the lifelong contract of matrimony. We have begun walking down the aisle not with a partner we desire, but with a project we pity.
