I think I might be a bad person - I've just realised I hate Christmas.
Of all the Christian holidays, Christmas is not only the most hyped but also the most difficult. There's the prep work - do people really need that much food?
And the decorating - waste not, want not. No more trees.
And the pressure - did you get a present for great auntie Mildred? If the Jones' get us a present, what can we give them in a return? Did you get the right thing for your best friend or is she going to hate it?

I don't want it any more. For 3 years I've had to choose between people for Christmas. I haven't had a tree. I've spent more money on travel than at any other time of the year. And I rarely enjoy it because ultimately, I'm disappointing someone. Someone remains alone. My family is my family and I would like to see them all at the yuletide and I can't - so this year, I think I just won't choose to celebrate it.

No one is getting any presents. No one give me any. I'm not having a tree and I'm having a curry on the 24th and a salad on the 25th. And no bloody carols. All these things will only make me cry and remind me that for years now, Christmas has been one of the most unhappy times of the year.


I give up.