Life has been beyond busy the last few months but it always catches up to you at Christmas time. The time of happiness and gratitude.
Except that, I usually notice more people miserable at Christmas. Personally, I stopped liking the holiday once the magic of Santa Clause was removed. That seems silly, especially now that I think of how terrifying the story of a stranger entering your house to give you things actually is.
However, this Christmas has ended my trying to enjoy the season. From now on I won't celebrate it. I'm sure at some point I'll eat my words but I cannot justify keeping something so negative in my life any longer.
With the new year approaching, I am continuing my journey to happiness and that means surrounding myself with positives and things that I enjoy.
This Christmas I have witnessed behaviour fair beyond what the meaning of Christmas is supposed to be. It's not about the gifts. It has never been about the gifts for me. I would rather give than receive.
I spent Christmas night in my room in order to "keep the peace" in my family. I got called Anti-Catholic at work because I dislike the holiday by a Catholic who did not attend Church on Christmas AND the Sunday after. And the audacity of such a statement when I'd rather have nothing for the "Celebration of Jesus' Birth" and because I've seen this religious holiday destroyed and demoralized to the point of no recognition disgusts me.
I don't begrudge anyone who gets joy and love from the season. I have just witnessed too much pain and suffering from this one day, this season that I cannot fathom going further with it.
Cheers to the new year!