Of all the Christmas's I've had in my life, this has been the worst by far. As you get older, the excitement of waking up early to see what Santa brought, eating an early breakfast, heading to church (I'm sure I'd burst into flame now, just walking through the door), and spending the day with family fades into a melancholy feeling, watching your family argue over whether or not those dinosaurs are animatronic while grandma sobs alone in the corner because she's convinced that this is the first Christmas without Grandpa around, and your kids cousin screams about presents.
Maybe Christmas was never all that great? Just a thought played up by my parents to distract me from the things that I now find unbearable?
Happy Holidays and Bah-humbug.
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