Every day I seem to read something on the internet that shocks me. Today it was the news that Katie Price is getting divorced AGAIN. What’s this now? Her third divorce? To be honest, I didn’t realise that she had gotten married again after Alex Reid, and apparently a couple of months after her and Kieran first started dating, they chose to get engaged. And only a few weeks after that, they were tying the knot…
What happened to “Marriage”?
What happened to the days when you only got married once? The fairy tale ending with your Prince Charming that you were adamant was going to be your Prince Charming for the rest of your life? Now, I’m not judging anybody at all here. I’m on my way to being divorced for the first time at just almost 28, and even that’s after almost four years of being apart from the guy. But seriously – is it me or is everyone getting married every five minutes these days? And then breaking up? I mean come on – Katie Price is getting divorced again!
Getting divorced will be hard for me. I don’t want to be divorced. I wish I hadn’t married him because then we wouldn’t be trying to arrange this divorce. I loved him very much at the time, but I knew it was doomed to fail even back then. The very first time he cheated on me, I knew I would never be able to trust him again. That’s just the kinda gal I am. I still went through with it so technically, I’m just as guilty as these Z-List women, aren’t I?
I used to have a sort-of obsession with Katie Price. Not in a “I want to look at her every day on the internet” kinda way, but in a “If there’s an article in the media about her, there’s a good chance I’m going to want to read it” kinda way. These days, she’s in the media more often than not and I’m bored with reading the latest dilemma in her oh-so-complicated love life.
I still read it though, don’t I?
I feel for poor Katie Price but I don’t think she helps herself, do you? She’s on her way to being fully-baked with her FIFTH child, bearing in mind she is only 35 years old, and she’s having a jolly good rant on Twitter about his infidelities with his best friend. Or something along those lines.
I have a couple of pieces of advice to give to the girl. And a couple of questions too. She is obviously looking for her fairytale dream ending, like so many of us are, but she’s going about it in the wrong way. Date for a while! What happened to just dating? When did life get so complicated that you MUST get married and impregnated within just a few months of being with someone? What happened to the good old days when you could happily date someone for two years or more before you even decided to move in with them. And then a couple of years after that, you might get engaged? After a couple of years of marriage, you’d have your first child… What happened to those days? Why doesn’t someone set an example and remind us of what it is like to have that “thrill of the chase” with someone that gives you butterflies inside? I made Jock wait three dates before he got the golden ticket, and as much as neither of us could wait any longer, I still wish I had made him wait longer. I hate it when I feel hurried, especially in a relationship.
I have a question here too… I know my divorce is going to be a messy affair. Not necessarily in the divorce itself, but definitely in my heart. It will crush my heart to receive those important pieces of paper through the post that say I am no longer married to a guy that used to make my entire body tingle from just one carefully placed kiss on my neck. I have been married for eight years this year, and four of those we have been separated. I’m still reeling from the fact we didn’t work. How can Katie Price be so over someone, enough to get married again, within just a few months or a couple of years after a divorce or big break up? The guy I left on the other side of the world has been out of my life for over two years now and honestly, sometimes I still cry.
I just don’t get why the “celebrity” world needs to be so hurried and rushed? How can you be over someone so quickly? I can understanding falling in love too quickly because I’m definitely a classic example of that. I get carried away in the heat of the moment and I’m too headstrong to stop myself getting dragged right in but you don’t see me getting married every five minutes. What’s wrong with taking time to be by yourself and to date bad men before you jump right in and take his name – the “good” man that you are sure is right for you?
So yeah, that’s just what I was thinking. Perhaps she should have a little bit more dignity bearing in mind she is publicly slating the father of her unborn child? Maybe I don’t know the facts and clearly can’t have anything to say about it. But one thing is for sure, I bet it won’t be long before she’s jumping right on in and doing it again. What do you think?