So I had a nice wee morning with my wifey, 3 new Harry Potter books (yayyy), then a nice few hours with the inlaws. Ate too much. And managed not to poison anyone with my cooking lol. Inlaws away home and wife now away to work (nurse, night shift). So cue depression. 22 years exactly since I came out to my idiot, now not in my life, family. Woop woop. Anyhoo. I invite anyone who hates xmas as much as me, to vent below. FUCK YOU XMAS!
I hear you. My family doesn't even get to do Christmas because my mother decided to join a cult. Now instead of spending it exchanging gifts and having a good time with family (or the friends I don't have), I get to spend it by myself, seeing everyone else's celebrations from afar, listening to my mother loudly arguing with my brother upstairs. What a wonderful time of the year.
