Christmas was/is ruined. Every Christmas hope I had, every plan I wanted to make – gone. I used to love Christmas, now I loathe it. I want this night to end; I want the glow of my neighbor’s lavish Christmas display to quit shining through my windows. I want a family who I can stand being around. I want someone to hug me. I’m a leper to my own blood, my own genetic makeup. I am constantly slapped in the fucking face by supposed “loved ones.”
Adopt me, please.