Holidays were always huge productions when I was a kid and I had to sit in a corner with some super fabulous dress my Mom made for me and with my hair all done and wearing white gloves--I looked like a doll that was put in a corner-- and I wasn't allowed to move because I would get dirty.

So now, my holidays are me at home alone and I get a special dinner I like and enjoy a movie at home or some TV. It's so much better. AND NO WHITE GLOVES!!!!!

Holidays are meant to be bright spots in our lives. They are typically days on which people gather with friends and family and celebrate with food and festivities. But holidays for me as a child were very depressing days, knowing that other people were having fun while I was starving and wearing the only clothes I owned, ugly, filthy clothes that didn't fit, being either too small or too big. Even today as an adult I don't celebrate holidays or my birthdays. Honestly, I don't really know how. It's a big gaping hole in my personality. I observe holidays by staying away from other people so that my personality won't be a drag on their fun.

Holidays are hard because normal people visit their families on holidays. Sometimes I can stand it and other times I really can't. It makes holidays extra stressful.

I was born between Christmas and New Year's days.
I have had two B-day parties.
My god-mother wrapped my Christmas present in half christmas and half birthday. From my GOD mother.

I hate holidays. Still do. Now I am the Celiac mother who gets no help in the kitchen and idiots whine about no rolls at dinner.

We dont' do holidays anymore.

Holidays were always a sad time for me growing up for many reasons. Now I just ignore all holidays.

Every Christmas I remember getting a baby doll nighty and slippers off my gran,,,every year the see through type totally wrong. Make me feel sick that she was a part if it all. I would get one other present fro my mum. Then everything back to normal for us. Too much time with family I hated holidays. I was supposed to be grateful and try on. Too many babysitting times. If we went on holiday it was a caravan site but we had no money so just watched others have fun. Too close to my sister who wold constantly bully me. Birthdays was one small present and a chocolate cake. I didn't want any if t, I wanted to be invisible.
Now I don't advertise the fact it's my birthday hubs doesn't get me a present but tells me to get what I want although he knows I won't. My niece who lives with us will try and make a special effort,bless her.
Holidays are painful ,,, me nd my son like to o the same hing but hubs don't like to o anything so he just sulks mostly.

OH I forgot the drunken arguments and throwing things and beatings.

I really don't like holidays.

Did you know that word comes from HOLY-DAY.
Funny how it has been twisted.

I've always been the person to put together holidays and gatherings. Usually with little or no help from others. I'm usually still running around making sure everyone is enjoying themselves before I've even had a minute to sit and relax. This is just the way I became because of my people-pleasing self-less bad habits I picked up from my family growing up. When my mother had friends visit, I would make them coffee and carry it in on a tray. I was 8. She loved how impressed her friends would be seeing me trained so well.

Just this past Easter, for the first time I didn't do anything. We went out to eat. And it was better. I'm finally learning how to live my life not always feeling obligated to others.

Hated Holidays growing up. Still don't like them. Birthdays, too.

My Dad made us help him clean the garage out before opening presents on Xmas morning one year...nuff said.

But, I do like decorating...