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The holidays are rough. It’s the most stressful time of my year and everybody acts like it’s supposed to be super happy. Anyway I hope you’re having a good day buddy
Yeah they just mess me up. I wasn’t really given gifts as a kid but my sister got them. I got like… 3, maybe 4, in my first 20 years. Not even for Christmas. For any holiday. I was expected to clean up everyone’s gift wrappers and to help handing stuff out but wasn’t allowed to really participate. Distinct memories of reading Twas the Night Before to my sister while she emptied her stocking and seeing everyone have a stocking on the fireplace but me. I really fucking hate this time of year. Like the music though. I’m a mess.
My day is okay so far though. It is what it is. I hope you have an amazing day like you deserve <3
That’s some shit, I’m sorry your starter-pack family had some real issues. You probably realized this at some point since then, but just in case you need to hear it, you should know that you’re valid, and you matter, and you deserve to be included and to belong. That goes for anyone else reading this too, no child deserves neglect and we’re all just babies. I hope you’ve found other people since then, but whatever small level of connection we have here, you’re a human out there somewhere and I really value your presence. You make me smile multiple times a day. Thanks for being you and I hope you have an even better day than the one you’ve wished me.
The holidays are rough. It’s the most stressful time of my year and everybody acts like it’s supposed to be super happy. Anyway I hope you’re having a good day buddy
Yeah they just mess me up. I wasn’t really given gifts as a kid but my sister got them. I got like… 3, maybe 4, in my first 20 years. Not even for Christmas. For any holiday. I was expected to clean up everyone’s gift wrappers and to help handing stuff out but wasn’t allowed to really participate. Distinct memories of reading Twas the Night Before to my sister while she emptied her stocking and seeing everyone have a stocking on the fireplace but me. I really fucking hate this time of year. Like the music though. I’m a mess.
My day is okay so far though. It is what it is. I hope you have an amazing day like you deserve <3
That’s some shit, I’m sorry your starter-pack family had some real issues. You probably realized this at some point since then, but just in case you need to hear it, you should know that you’re valid, and you matter, and you deserve to be included and to belong. That goes for anyone else reading this too, no child deserves neglect and we’re all just babies. I hope you’ve found other people since then, but whatever small level of connection we have here, you’re a human out there somewhere and I really value your presence. You make me smile multiple times a day. Thanks for being you and I hope you have an even better day than the one you’ve wished me.