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What Do The Lonely Do At Christmas?
I’ll Tell You
This not my typical well-structured article. This is more like a diary entry. Therefore, read it as a personal piece rather than a profound one.
I have not experienced Christmas with someone in six years. Every attempt with my parents has failed — due to some action they’ve taken against me — because they love me but don’t like me…and quite frankly, now, the feeling is mutual. I don’t like how I’m treated or feel around them. Further, I believe the love is toxic and/or conditional. I am not an expert on the topic, so I may not be using the right word to describe the love. I just know it is not pure, unconditional love that feels good in my heart and soul.
Yes, I could invite myself to others’ Christmas celebrations, but I really don’t care to be with anyone else. I’m not really close to anyone and that’s okay as an introvert.
I have finally gotten to a point where I am not angry or sad on Christmas. It is the day we celebrate Jesus’ birth and that’s it for me.