Ah, Christmas 2020. We're finally SOMEHOW here.
A week that I reluctantly dread, but also feel guilty about wanting to magically skip over entirely. I've spent years trying to come up with my own traditions to make the holidays less depressing, and while some ideas have brought me peace, I am still left feeling somewhat empty during this season of the year. It's the inevitable downward spiral once Halloween is over. Halloween is my Christmas. I THRIVE during Halloween (maybe it's because I'm so dead inside). Then there's Thanksgiving which is just an excuse to eat a shit ton of carbs and be lazy- and no, I'm not judging. And after Thanksgiving it's game time. My seasonal depression makes her grand entrance, and I'm left feeling blue for the rest of the year. Don't even get me started on New Year's. I always question my entire existence waiting for the ball to drop and promising myself I'm going to work harder in the new year, stop hating myself, and finally take that bag full of clothes to Goodwill even though it spent the entire year in my trunk. *Baby steps*
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