CHRISTMAS

I’ve never liked Christmas. Maybe it’s because all of the hypocrisy, the lies, that in my opinion come with it, or maybe it’s basically because it has always sucked. When I was a little girl, I had to spend Christmas with my mother’s family which turned out to be two old aunts and my grandmother (obviously I thought they were really old, now that I come to think of it, they were not, (they must have been 65) 

Every single year my mother would tell us that we didn't know if our aunts and grandma. would still be alive next year, and that we should enjoy the party. But how could we? we were just kids, we wanted to do kid stuff, and trust me, acting like a grown up is not. Such boring parties we had. 

Years passed by,we grew up, and started celebrating Christmas with our "new" families. But much to my surprise it happened again. I hated those parties, always felt miserable. Every time my sister and I talk about it she feels pretty much the same way.

I don't know about her, but for me, I just feel really sad. Don't get me wrong, I think it's good that people are nicer to each other, but why? I just don't get it. Why are people nice once a year? Wouldn't it be better if human beings were nicer to each other every single day? Wouldn't it be better to feel love, joy, and to be grateful every single day of our lives? But it's usually not, after New Year's Day, we all go back to hate, to fear, and despair.

So, this year I'll spend Christmas at home with my dogs and my partner,not because it's Christmas, because I love them deeply every single day of my life.