I wear a my great-aunt’s engagement ring on “the finger,” so naturally a lot of people ask Jason and I if we’re engaged. We both laugh and say no, and I explain that I inherited the ring, and that this is the only finger it fits on. The other is occupied by a small diamond my parents gave me for Christmas one year. I wear both rings as a reminder of family, and because I miss them now that I’m far away from them. I don’t need a ring to remind me of Jason, because we’re never apart for more than a fifteen minute toilet break.
The next question we usually get is “so when are you two getting married?” One or both of us will smile and say “never,” at which point this hypothetical questioner tends to back away awkwardly. What we don’t feel like explaining is that not getting married is a choice we’ve discussed openly and made together. People tend to assume that I’m angry about not being engaged, that Jason’s got cold feet or that we’re not really that close. But they couldn’t be more wrong.
We mainly hate the institution of marriage. Historically, it represents a lot of disgusting things, such as a business arrangement between a father and a suitor. It’s been a symbol of men owning women. It’s been denied to many people throughout history; only a handful of decades ago many states prevented couples of mixed race from getting married. More recently, there are people fighting to prevent marriage between couples of the same sex. It’s like some kind of club that only certain types of people are allowed into, and once you get in you’re sometimes desperate to get out.
We also hate the general concept of weddings. Jason was a wedding videographer for a couple years, and he got a behind the scenes look at the energy and money that gets wasted on weddings. Don’t get me wrong – I enjoy getting dressed up and being told I look beautiful, Jason looks damn good in a suit, and I seriously love cake. But that’s about the end of the appeal. I don’t like churches, I refuse to dance in public, and (not that I don’t love them to death, but) the very idea of having all our friends and family together in one place makes me tired.
Having said all that, I am still genuinely glad for my friends who want to get married and are able do so. My good friend Jermaine is engaged, and I know how thrilled he is about it. Seeing him that glowing and excited makes me incredibly happy. I also wept like a baby when my hero Ellen Degeneres talked about marrying her kick-ass girlfriend Portia Di Rossi, because you could tell they were both so ecstatic to be doing it. That’s the thing – I believe everyone should just do whatever will bring them the most joy.
I really love not being married, to me it’s the most romantic decision we’ve ever made. We can stop being together whenever we want, because we’ve never sworn before our families and some priest that we will be in love forever. We’re not bound by contracts, licenses, and name changes to stick with it. We don’t have a mortgage, our finances are relatively independent, and we’re not staying together for the kids. I think it’s awesome that Jason could go anytime he wants, but every day for almost six years he’s chosen to stay. Even on the crying days, the angry days, the sweatpants and no shower days. There’s nothing keeping him here except his ability to see through all the bad and love me anyway. And that feels right to us.

I love you guys! I support this non-marriage decision. And I totally agree with your points. People should just do whatever makes them happy. Even if there future stepmom is evil as hell. Wait, what?
*I’m talking about my future stepmom. Just incase there was any confusion.
Jermaine