I got married in 1992. I can't say it was the "happiest day of my life". I was very much in love, yet I felt terribly anxious about what lied ahead... I had been living with my parents to save money, had just started my first real job, just out of college, and I wondered if I would be able to pay all my bills and be able to "support a family". Maybe I just have a pessimistic streak, or maybe it was a six sense, but I was anxious that my "married life" might turn out being a total disaster in the end.
Fast forward 25 years. Divorced, broke, alone. It turns out, my worst fears were totally justified!
My advise for all the young people that post here wanting a girlfriend or a boyfriend: I know how you feel, I know the intense eagerness to "love and be loved". But frankly, I wish I had never had a girlfriend. I would have been able to focus on my career and make/save a lot of money. Then, after I had "my shit together", I would have been able to pick and chose. It was a big mistake trying to "wing it" and "believe in the power of love", marrying before I had achieved financial stability and a solid career.
These are my words of wisdom. You've been warned. You're welcome