Stupid family members calling me at bad times- I dont mean that, there's just no good times right now.

Described my situation to Nan and she couldnt tell me anything that I didnt already know, about descisions being hard etc etc.

All she seemed interested in was whether there was a prospect of marriage, like making it so there is no descision would be easier.

Thats what happened to her, she "took the first step" she said, and then she had to follow through.

and somehow, having no options is better than having too many.

My aunty (her sister) disagrees, she never got married and travelled- she says that women have always had options, its not a case of "Times were different back then".

Nan told me that this should be "Be nice to Graeme week"

Every week is "Be nice to Graeme week" thats what its all about, its about not fucking the poor man around.

She doesnt get it.

She thought the couselling was a bad idea but then later in the conversation she changed her mind and thought it was a good idea- and then talked as if it was her idea.

I just cried, a lot.

Its not her fault, she just panics then says the wrong thing.