Bah, Humbug

[gilee7]

It's almost seven in the morning on Christmas Day and here I am updating my livejournal. I haven't been asleep. The rain is falling in waves outside, slamming against the windows. The trees are ripping in the wind. I can hear my mom's windchimes dancing violently. In a couple hours my parents will awake and we'll all open presents. My mom will take

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[jdroa]

Nowadays they're kind of quiet and withdrawn, whereas in those old VHS tapes they were the life of the party. Marriages have fallen apart. People have had kids and now seem perpetually stressed. The laughter is gone. Money is tight. I don't think anyone actually has fun at the Christmas get-togethers anymore. We're all just going the motions, going through the same routine, living out our miserable lives. Here, here. This paragraph sounded about right, reflected my family situation. It's the most depressing paragraph in this entry, well, maybe second most depressing next to the one about your niece

[jdroa]

In some mystic sense, it's important - not even to preserve the "magic" of Christmas but other more practical elements. It almost seems like the holidays are about struggling to create a happy place for yourself, lmao, or about the happiness of survival. There has to be at least ONE time out of the whole goddamn year where we aren't ready to kill ourselves, a time when we have a legitimate excuse to visit others or be on vacation or buy things for ourselves and others. I don't know why Christmas, which is a symbol for happiness, love, sharing, good will, faith, family, rest, and celebration is usually the most depressing day for me, you, and many others

[lukertin]

I stopped 'doing' Christmas a couple years ago. You may want to look into doing the same.