Not advisable. These people would definitely be the stereotypical “shotgun wedding” type family. They’re not quite on par with the snake handlers of Appalachia, but they’re pretty damn close—i.e.: essentially the same cult, minus the snakes.
I’ve made it perfectly clear to these people, and many others, that I am happy to remain single for the rest of my life, and wish to retain as much liberty over my own affairs as nature and society allow. I have explained to them countless times that, while marriage may be bliss to them, it would be unbearable bondage to me. So yes, I pit people who can’t mind their own business and think they know what I want out of life better than I do. The age of those people is irrelevant.
And if that doesn’t work, the day before she receives her first batch of sacraments, tell her that you converted to Judaism while she was busy preparing to enter the Catholic Church, and now she has to start over.
Is there no one else that could plant a seed about your unsuitability? Gambling, loose women (and men, why choose), drugs, other churches. You can’t say these things yourself, clearly. Someone else must poison the well.
I married too young to join your pitting. The closest I can get is the constant barrage of “when will I get grand-children” that I got from my MIL. Which reminds me, I have got to start a thread on MILs.
A friend of mine just found out that her daughter is seeing another woman, and was a little miffed. She said, probably jokingly, “What about grandkids?” and I had to point out to her that bi and gay women can still get pregnant…