Jittery.

That's the word.

Jittery.

I'm getting married.

What wonderful words.

How utterly terrifying.

Am I really doing the right thing?

Yes.

Maybe.

No, definitely I am.

I think.

I love him.

He loves me.

Right?

Marriage fails so often...

Ours will last.

I'm sure.

No I'm not.

Stop panicking, woman, you know it will.

I know, I'm just scared.

I love him, that's enough.

His parents don't approve...

Yes, they do; they love you.

What will his family say when I have no family at the wedding?

What about children?

Waaaaay too early to think about children.

Oh god, the wedding will be so expensive- does his father really not mind all that money?

How do women do this?

Don't panic.

Everything is okay.

Oh, sweet heaven.

I'm screwed.