The holidays are supposed to be a time for family togetherness, traditions, joy, and love.
Yeah. That’s the hype. Most families are so split apart by world events, you all need to walk on eggshells to get through a meal. I have seen my mother CRY more this season than she has in months. *I* have been reduced to either tears or angry ranting so often the last few weeks, it isn’t funny at all. Do I have the money to get what I want for those I love….or even just for the house? AND put gas in the car? AND pay insurance? AND have food in the house?
This holiday season is so far under the bar for what I usually want to put out there for my family, it isn’t remotely amusing.
I hate my life. It isn’t anything like it was supposed to be. Most of that is my fault, but not all of it. I am tired, disappointed, and over it all.