I wish I could paint an adequate picture of what marriage is, but just this post (and, honestly, probably many others) will be my current contribution.
It doesn’t mean I get to be the same person I was when I was single.
It doesn’t mean I can say what I want and not expect negative consequences.
It doesn’t mean I married or bought a blank canvas where I can make it what I want.
It doesn’t mean I can be friends with whomever I want.
It doesn’t mean I can leave my home whenever I want, or without letting someone know.
It doesn’t mean I should care more about others than I do about the person I chose to share the rest of my life with.
It doesn’t mean my indulgences don’t affect anyone else but myself.
It doesn’t mean I will be treated like the queen for the rest of my life.
It doesn’t mean I can be offended about everything.
It just doesn’t mean anything selfish.
Marriage does mean: