well the holiday season is upon us for one more wretched year… and i hate it more than ever… not only this year do i have to be surrounded, poked and proded by “my” family about they way i look and all that great stuff but i have to meet my dad’s girlfriends’ family for the first time and im sure they wont like me…
and also its going to be the 2nd time ive seen my mom after she had an “episode”… see what happend is since my parents are divorced my mom had no place to live and she was hvaing problems, she didnt sleep for a week and she started talking about “meeting her maker” and all that stuff, so she comes into my dads house, and says she needs to go to the mountains to meet the aliens to take her home, and then she wont leave our house, in which she doesnt live, she trys to “bless” our house and is convinced my dad is satan, afterwards, she told her parents, my grandparents, that i need counseling… so now they think i do, and they’ll just think so even more when they see how much i look different froma year ago, and doesnt that just sound like fun? umm no… and to top it off i have to dress up… holidays are just a scam for stores to make money. and they’re torture for the kids.
at least someone agrees with me about the holidays. they suck.
Why would anyone believe what she says when she’s the one wanting her alien friends to take her home, trying to bless your home, and believes her ex-husband is satan? Don’t sweat it too bad, unless your family is the type to involve themselves in things that don’t concern them, then I really feel for you. Holidays do suck. I don’t celebrate them. Christmas especially gets on my nerves, so I’m planning to barricade myself in my room for that “blessed” week, until new years, when I can party and shit myself senseless when the other party-ers ring in the new year with gunshots and broken bottle brawls…..yes, I too have experienced the “joy” of holidays.
they believe her because they’re her parents, and besides they think i “look the type” to need counseling… and they are the type to get into things that dont involve them, the only reason im actually coming out of my room for christmas this year is i talked my dad into buying me a new guitar… so i have one thing in my sad sad life to look forward to
i have to concur with galaxy, the image of outcast gets parents every time…somehow even over raving lunatics in black robes.
Holiday celebrations have not gone down well with me in years. Something always goes wrong or I’ve ended up with no one around, and it’s going to be the same this year, sort of. I’m thinking of hiding away this year on perpose as there’s nothing left for me to celebrate.
As for your mum, Galaxy, I’ve known one just like her in my ex’s family . . . nothing you can do about it and you just have to put up with her behaviour as something’s happened there and there’s no way home. I used to just keep out of her way if I could.
i dont know hollidays seem to break my family apart more and more so im not to fond of them myself
I have always hated holidays. Christmas in particular.
Christmas (apart from being superficial, money-making bullshit) is supposed to be a time you spend with your family.
Instead it becomes a times of depression, for those of us that either don’t have a family, or have a dysfunctional family.
FUCK CHRISTMAS.
*Beautiful Mess*
I suppose im the lucky one, i do have a disfunctional, abusive family, but my dads half the family is in a huge fued with us, and my moms half is to daymn poor to go anywhere and buy presents. Hence i dont have to see either of them on the holidays. Another lucky thing i have is this christmas i wont even be here! ill be days away and with some people i havent seen in 2 years. Hopefully they didnt get me anything and i can stay locked in my new room all day.