Does it matter if its cream or not?

This still haunts me to this day.

My husband and i got married back on October 10th 2015.

I had a sneaky feeling the woman in the picture (on the left) was going to do something to make herself stand out so that the day was about her and not me, the bride.

My whole life everything has been about her and no one else. She has mentally, physically, and psychology abused me. She is a pill head and always has been my whole life. I invited her to my wedding knowing she was going to try and mess things up. Before i tell you who she is let me tell you what happened. Before i even invited her i knew in the back of my head she was going to wear white, just because she is that type of person. She showed up and people who have never seen her before immediately knew who she was and how she was related to me because of the stories i have told close friends. She came into my dressing room and asked me if she could change her seat. I told her no i rather not because im busy getting myself and the bridesmaids dressed and that i don't have time to deal with it. She wanted to sit next to a specific some one who had kids. This person with the kids asked me not to sit the lady in the picture (left) next to her or her kids. The specific someone said they felt that it would cause trouble for her and her kids and she didn't feel safe. So i agreed and made the seating chart accordingly.

After the woman on the left came in and had the conversation about seating we took this picture together.

I walked down the isle, by myself i might add. I wanted to show that I was a proud, independent and strong woman. (Plus my dad was never in the picture)

I married the love of my life, and it was beautiful! We walked out hand in hand as Mr. And Mrs! Everything was perfect!

But then.. we came back into the room for the reception. (ceremony and reception at the same place) I went to look for the woman in the picture and she was no where to be found...

So i asked where she was thinking she went out for a smoke or to the bathroom.

I was then told that she left before the ceremony because of the seating arrangements. I cried right there in front of God and everyone.. in the middle of the room, all eyes on the bride. Later I was told that her dress was not white it was cream... I was told I should have called her back and asked her to return. I was told that I was a liar and stupid. My dress by the way was Ivory not white. So it didn't matter if hers was cream or white. Its still a shade of white.

I had a lot planned with this woman. I had a dance for us to do. Special pictures to take and a toast just for her. Even though she had put me through a lot in my life. Inviting her to the wedding was a last chance kind of thing. Well she blew it.

The specific someone was my sister and her kids.

My sister didn't feel safe with this woman near her kids because of the pills she was popping. I understood and helped the best way I could.

Am I wrong for feeling hatred for this woman to my left?

She showed up wearing white down to her feet!

She pitched a fit because of seating.

And the biggest thing was she left before the ceremony.

This woman to my left is my mother.