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Let's crack on with today's first story. Much love, guys.

Now, today's first story is one that was suggested on our own subreddit R-slash-mark narrations from Hedwig Flies Again.

They cross-posted it to us, but it's originally from the Am I the Arsall Here subreddit.

And it says,

Am I the Arsul here for saying, I don't care about my sister's rejection-sensitive dysphoria

and we'll be having my wedding the way I want it. And I hope this doesn't make me sound ignorant,

but I hadn't heard of this before, so I quickly looked it up. And it said, rejection-sensitive

dysphoria RSD is an extreme emotional response to rejection or criticism. It feels like an overwhelming intense

pain from things others might easily shrug off like a minor criticism or a perceived slight.

There's obviously a lot more to it as well, but that's just the basics of it. But the story starts.

I know sometimes it might seem like the answer is obvious, but I am honestly asking

for the truth because I'm getting so much pressure from my family that it is becoming unbearable

now. I'm male 30, am newly engaged. My fiance, female 30 and I have been together for two

years and we both feel ready for the next step.

We don't want a big wedding.

We both come from huge families and we don't want to deal with the costs and the headache

of planning a huge event.

Our plan is to go to the City Hall and sign the required papers.

We would invite my parents, my sister, my brother-in-law, my fiancé's father, sister, brother-in-law

and brother, as well as two of my friends, since they were the ones who set me and my fiance

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