seriously. When i was little, i hated when christmas would come around because we would have to put up the tree and my mom would bitch and scream the whole time. Then mom had to cook cookies or something for the family and she would bitch and scream about that. and then there was the bitching and screaming because i would play the the orniments on the bottom of the tree. When i was like 5. Iono. Christmas just scares me because every year my mom gets crazier and finds something new to bitch about.
I've been there_. On the plus side, you'll grow up to know that holidays are symbolic occasions. And it's not worth it to be stressed out about something that we do supposedly to make each other merry. Hang in there, toughie. :cheers2:
Ugh. I think I should finally tell her I'm wiccan so I don't have to deal with any of the crap. But then again, she might flip the fuck out and attack me.
My dad used to scream the entire time we put up the tree. I used to get yelled at for having tinsel static-clinged on to my corduroy pants...ah the 70's... When Dad finally stopped having anything to do with the tree, my mom would get me to do the lights because he had her convinced that she is terrible at everything. You'll look back someday and laugh nervously.
Some people just know how to ruin something that's supposed to be nice. My late grandma used to do that all the time... She was far worse than your mom, believe me.
i would always want to put tinsel and garlands on the tree, and my mom would tell me to leave that shit alone. we were more about ornaments in my family.... seriously though, tinsel is more trouble than it's worth.
i know someone who hates christmas that much that she goes to a buddhist/jewish retreet for 8 days over the christmas period. no contact with the outside world, no mobile phones, just yoga, meditation, silence & lots of incence. sounds bliss. if i didnt like christmas i'd go there too.