Today is Christmas. Im supposed to be happy. So why do i just want to curl up in a ball and cry and then go to sleep. Im so sick of christmas and i feel like a total scrooge.
You are not alone with these feelings, however just because you are not *happy* – doesn’t mean you are some type of “Scrooge”. The holidays aren’t always pleasant, despite how society wants us to pretend like they are… and yes, holidays are often a time of reconsilation, but yet again – not for everyone.
I’m not celebrating Christmas this year and I have my reasons. My closest friends know why I’m not celebrating and some are respectful of my wishes, however most are not. I am forcing myself to accept their actions.
I’m not celebrating and there is nothing wrong with it. Personally, I have little to celebrate and this year marks my THIRD year in a row without anyone to spend the holidays with… I’m completely alone… and well, I just see no point in all the drama of pretending to be someone and something I’m not. I’m sulking, I’m depressed, but I’m alive – which is about the only thing I have to be grateful for at the moment.
I know exactly how you feel. I spent most of today pretending to be happy around my family so they wouldn’t worry or get mad at me, but when they weren’t paying attention I went upstairs to get away from all the chaos and the arguing… That’s all Christmas feels like to me chaos, stress, and commercialism. It’s kind of sad.
You are not alone with these feelings, however just because you are not *happy* – doesn’t mean you are some type of “Scrooge”. The holidays aren’t always pleasant, despite how society wants us to pretend like they are… and yes, holidays are often a time of reconsilation, but yet again – not for everyone.
I’m not celebrating Christmas this year and I have my reasons. My closest friends know why I’m not celebrating and some are respectful of my wishes, however most are not. I am forcing myself to accept their actions.
I’m not celebrating and there is nothing wrong with it. Personally, I have little to celebrate and this year marks my THIRD year in a row without anyone to spend the holidays with… I’m completely alone… and well, I just see no point in all the drama of pretending to be someone and something I’m not. I’m sulking, I’m depressed, but I’m alive – which is about the only thing I have to be grateful for at the moment.
I know exactly how you feel. I spent most of today pretending to be happy around my family so they wouldn’t worry or get mad at me, but when they weren’t paying attention I went upstairs to get away from all the chaos and the arguing… That’s all Christmas feels like to me chaos, stress, and commercialism. It’s kind of sad.