Turns out I am not a very Christmassy person. WHO KNEW? Lots of people. Though many are surprised when they find out.
Having a birthday near Christmas is shit.
Having lost my grandfather near Christmas is shit.
Having had a relationship fall apart near Christmas is shit.
And of course there’s a vortex of guilt, envy, anger, sorrow, and more wrapped up in a pretty bow.
That’s OK though. I do regret not being excited to see my family, to hang out with my nephews, but I really struggled this year.
So next year I’m changing things. Australia? Maybe. Let’s see how it goes.
Don’t stick with what you think is expected if it does you no good.
Damn. This was a short paragraphy post!