

Whelp, thay are upon us. The holidays. That time of year when we simply can't get out of familial obligations no matter what excuse we come up with. All those people in one house that seems smaller and smaller with every passing second. All that noise with not one quiet place to retreat to. Eating in front of all of those people. Bring a side dish that I perceive will have uncountable flaws. Am I dressed ok? How does my hair look? Am I looking fat or too thin this time? How is my breath? Are my nails clean? Doen't even get me started on the conversations that I will stutter through in a family that I have never felt that I have fit. How long will I have to stay? How can I go home early? I hope they don't invite me over for breakfast the next day. How do I stay away from the brother who abused me for my whole life? So many conflicting thoughts...
Why do I feel as if I have to spend the holidays with people I have nothing in common with , just because they are related to me? The holidays have lost their meaning to me. I respect that other people enjoy the gifts and the time together but I feel like there is something missing. The feeling of doing for others. The joy of helping someone else. Of being of service. Of connecting in a positive way. Perhaps it is time for a change... ack CHANGE. How scarry.
What do you all do to get you through the holidays?