My mum and her sister never really had a great relationship, but one thing really stands out. My aunt cycled through boyfriends pretty quickly. She was one of those people who after spending a couple of weeks with someone was convinced they'd be together for the rest of their lives - only to feel the same about someone else a couple of months later. At 26 she'd already been divorced once after a rushed marriage (no, no kids involved) and was engaged again to a guy she'd known for less than half a year and only been dating for three months.
Others in the family were trying to find subtle, tactful ways to hint to her that they thought she was moving too fast and he wasn't a great match for her, but my mum ran out of sh*ts to give at a family dinner in this exact way:
Aunt (to mum): The bridesmaids are wearing purple, so your dress needs to-
Mum: Oh, I'm not going.
Aunt: /WHAT?!/
Mum: I'm busy that day. Don't worry, I'll come to your next wedding instead.
They didn't talk again until after the next divorce. Mum did indeed go to her next wedding instead. And the one after that. And the one after that (my aunt's current husband).
Others in the family were trying to find subtle, tactful ways to hint to her that they thought she was moving too fast and he wasn't a great match for her, but my mum ran out of sh*ts to give at a family dinner in this exact way:
Aunt (to mum): The bridesmaids are wearing purple, so your dress needs to-
Mum: Oh, I'm not going.
Aunt: /WHAT?!/
Mum: I'm busy that day. Don't worry, I'll come to your next wedding instead.
They didn't talk again until after the next divorce. Mum did indeed go to her next wedding instead. And the one after that. And the one after that (my aunt's current husband).