Thanks lovely babes.
Proud I've only been posting on here for 9 days!
Knew about the thread before that but assumed it would all be total abstinence and wasn't ready for that at all. Then last Tuesday I actually came and had a look, realised what a mixture it was and how nurturing and supportive everyone is, and I climbed aboard. 
Why am I cancelling the wedding... well yes, I think it's the clarity that a week off the sauce has given me, to be honest.
I've been with DP for 7 years. He's a wonderful, kind, supportive man, and I've never once doubted his commitment to me and to the relationship. He has never, however, wanted to get married. I've been married briefly before (not to DD's dad, to the one before)
and although it didn't work out, I rather liked being married. I've dropped subtle hints, unsubtle hints and barbed jokes about it over the past few years, and he's always said that he doesn't see the point in marriage. He feels that you can't realistically promise to love someone forever, and actually I totally agree with this. I think most wedding vows would be better phrased as
I promise to love you until
- death us do part
- you cheat on me with my best friend
- you run off with the au pair
- I run off with my personal trainer
- you turn out to be a controlling, abusive shit
- one of us develops a drink problem (well at least he knew what he was getting into on that score...
)
- we grow apart
-
et al infinitum
I do think it's a lovely promise to make to someone though, and shows a commitment to staying together and doing your damndest to make the relationship work, even when things get rocky.
Anyhooo... a few months ago, after reading a 'he won't marry me' thread on MN I initiated a proper conversation about it, and said it must be more than just 'not seeing the point' because if one of you really wants something and t'other just doesn't see the point, then the wanting trumps the indifference, iyswim. He said it was partly because he thought I'd want the whole proposal, wedding, fuss thing, which I said I didn't at all. So he said 'well let's do it if you want to then'. Bless him, he didn't waver after that, so I booked the registry office for late May, the day before my birthday. It went from 'just us and a couple of witnesses and tell everyone afterwards' to asking his mum, my parents and DD to be there, and then his brother and partner, and my oldest friend (in place of my sister, from whom I'm estranged). He was ok with that. As it's my b'day the following day I suggested we have Dfriend and her DH, and my other 2 close friends (a couple), and have a meal. I suggested he ask his oldest friend, but he's been reluctant to do this all along (I really should have taken this on board right away, but although I realised that this was symptomatic of the fact that he doesn't want to celebrate with friends because he doesn't feel there's anything to celebrate, I just pushed that thought away).
From not intending to tell anyone, I'm so crap at keeping secrets that I did tell a handful of close friends. They all said 'oh we'll keep that weekend free!' and seemed to expect a celebration. DP and I discussed having a party the following day (my b'day) but didn't want a big thing and didn't want lots of people here - we can't afford it, the house isn't big enough and I don't want lots of children running riot in the garden.
So I thought I'd come up with a good compromise when BIL suggested that we just have a few drinks in a pub with a nice big beer garden. The drinking thing aside, this seemed perfect - casual arrangement, no stress, no 'wedding' vibe so no pressure on people to dress up, bring pressies, expect to be catered for etc, and room for kids to run around without me worrying about my precious pond. But when I suggested a 'guest list' of 20 odd people (basically 7 or 8 of my friends + DPs, and two of his friends + DPs) he was very reluctant. He said he feels like it's mushroomed, and that he'll feel awkward accepting congratulations from everyone because he doesn't feel there's anything to be congratulated about - it's not a cause for celebration for him.
When he realised he'd upset me, he apologised, and we didn't argue about it or anything, I just said I felt sad.
So I thought about it over the evening (sorry this is another epic post isn't it) and I realised that I've been steamrollering over his wishes right the way through. I steamrollered him into agreeing to get married, and he agreed because he loves me and he wants me to be happy. I then ignored all the signs that he wasn't comfortable with it - not wanting his friends there just speaks absolute fucking volumes, doesn't it.

So I realised that I don't want to be married to someone who doesn't want to be married to me. It's lovely that he loves me enough to marry me because it's what I want, but it's a rather hollow victory really, isn't it - to be married to someone who'd rather not have married you.
I don't want to be married to someone who is embarrassed to accept congratulations on our wedding. 
Ooh too many sad faces. I'll go and make myself a cup of tea. Sorry for the length - you did ask, and I'm incapable of answering a question succinctly. 