Oh, Christmas just sucks in my opinion. Of course, that is also based in being at the heart of my seasonal wintertime depressions like, right then. My favorite holiday was always Halloween in part because DRESS UP free CANDY WHUT (I am not from here, I was old enough to freaking APPRECIATE it) but also because I knew after that I would pretty much be like, suicidal until March.
Pretending you are NOT, decorating a tree, being pleasant to the relatives? F

THAT! But I did it.
Now, it's not so bad, but it's still tainted by my mom's "perfectionistic" Christmases. She has to have everything "just right." Yeah, you try that with like, 4 siblings and their households and offspring crammed into one house, and everything is on a "schedule" of perfection There is even this OCD way of opening the gifts, and I am not a fan. Nope.
Also, NEVER
buy a live tree .The kid was all sad one year and wanted a live tree because he did not want the tree to "die" (I think he was in his death phase,)
We got a SMALL one, and it weighed, oh, approximately a billion pounds,. Getting it into the house was NOT cool. I had to participate, even with a freaking doily.
I am super glad the husband did not ask me to assist in digging a tree sized hole with like, frozen, snowy ground to work with.
It died anyway. I am not sure if we did something wrong, or we caught the big dog digging at it, because she was Like That. "Something new? I will investigate oh no I did not MEAN to kill it, here's the dead thing,"
Yeah well hello been gone for a while but Merry Seasonal bliss to all. I used to cope with massive amounts of alcohol but now I have lithium and sobriety, LOL. Grudgingly, it is SLIGHLY better.
I have provided like, rational and reasonable excuses to avoid visiting my mom so far, but next year gonna be tough. LOL.
Anna