I am so glad someone made this thread! I’ve found when I’m honest about my hatred towards Christmas (and my birthday actually) people don’t take it seriously, so it’s nice to have somewhere to lay down my thoughts and feelings without judgement.
I really hate Christmas. I hate the commercialisation of it, the obligation to ‘have fun’, the fact it’s rammed down your throat, secret Santa. All of it.
I grew up with divorced parents and both were so focussed on their new families/partners it was never special for me. It was never that magical time of year that it’s supposed to be for children. I just remember arguments over who would have us and being pushed from pillar to post on the day. No child wants to wake up at their home, then be ushered over to their dads, to then be ignored because current partners kids were around, and dropped home late so your parents have yet another row on the doorstep. It was the same every single year.
When I became old enough to drive it was then suddenly on me to make the effort and now I spend most of my Christmas Day driving between houses but feeling in the way whenever I get there. Last year I refused to go to my dads (for various other reasons) and his solution was to drop my gifts on my mums doorstep. He knocked on the door and drove away. Didn’t even wait to see me.
I lived with my mum growing up and she tried to make it special but my step dad was difficult and would eventually start an argument and my brother and I would be sent to our rooms for some unknown breaking of a rule he made up on the spot.
Plus, the last three serious boyfriends I’ve had have always broken up with me shortly after Christmas so that hasn’t helped.
I just dread it. It’s always felt like a time of pain for me and every year feels like it gets worse. If I could, I’d go to sleep Christmas Eve and not wake up until Boxing Day.