I think I have a skewed perception of dating and marriage.
Also, I found a piece of writing from a while ago where I started about finances and after a paragraph, ended it with, "Screw you, marriage." It must've been a rough day.
And here's a poem I found near that piece:
by e. gosney
Climb out of bed.
Climb into clothes.
Climb onto my chair.
For eight hours.
Climb around conversations.
Climb through another mediocre meal.
And then up a wall.
Literally, if you must know.
Metaphorically if you must not.