Wedding Nightmare

I had a nightmare that my boyfriend and I were getting married and everything went wrong. my dress got stained, my veil got ripped, there were random people all over our venue, no one showed up, and then we had to move venues. so then we had to move our wedding time to 11pm. we (and all of our guests) had to take a bus to the other location and I had to wear this ugly backup dress that was purple. I started thinking that I’d rather reschedule but I was afraid everyone would be mad at me because they took pto to be here. So then I decide fuck it, I’m just gonna get wed right here on this busy ass beach that the bus drops us off at. So I find the dude I’m supposed to walk down the aisle with (not my dad?), start walking down, when I feel my heart start to beat really fast and I try to breathe when I feel myself hit the fucking ground. I’ve passed out during the walk down the aisle. And then I decided fuck it, I’m not wearing what I want, I’m not where I want, I’m not with the people I want, I’m just gonna cancel it. But then I had this additional pang of fear because I thought that my boyfriend would think that I didn’t wanna marry him, when in reality the situation was a cluster fuck. So I was running to tell you that I still loved him and then I woke up