I know this is a time when I'm supposed to be celebrating and spending time with family. But my family is so dysfunctional I don't even talk to half of them. Seeing joyful families all around me just reminds me how messed up mine is. And there are places where people die of vaccine preventable diseases and malnutrition daily, and I feel like a hypocrite celebrating my abundance when there are so many living in abject poverty.
Thanksgiving is about celebrating the abundance the pilgrims found in the New World--to me it's kind of a slap in the face to the Native Americans whose ancestors' land was stolen. I'm not Christian, so I really don't care about Christmas. And every time I've tried to make NYE plans, they blow up in my face. I don't even try any more.
I pretend I care for the sake of the people around me, but deep down I hate this time of year.
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