Christmas
Ugh and bah humbug. I really dislike Christmas. Yule I'm good with, Christmas, not so much. Part of the reason is due to Daddy dying so close to Christmas. The holiday still doesn't "feel right" for lack of a better term. Then there's the crap with the family. Every year it's the same conversation, they ask what I want for gifts, I tell them, usually some DVD's or a gift card to the book store. The reply to my gift list? "No, I'm not going to buy that for you. I'm going to buy you what I want." Yes, that is the verbatim response I get. Okay, then why the hell do you even bother to ask me? Even more disturbing is the implication that they don't care about me and my feelings. That's what I get out that conversation. It's not that I particularly care about the gift, just don't make me feel like shit for asking for something then denying me so rudely. If someone has a different take on this please enlighten me. It's really frustrating. Every few years I can come up with something that I kind of want that they'll buy. This year I took the easy way and said I didn't want anything. No I'm not buying that for you. *snort* Fine, you don't have to be hateful and tell me that. Anyway, I think I'll go and try to eat something. I hope everyone had a better holiday than I did.