I hate holidays. Holidays only serve to remind some of us how screwed up our lives really are. I can't even go to my family's Christmas get together because of family tension. I know I'm not a Christian myself, but the season is nice, and I used to enjoy seeing everyone. Things were so much simpler for me back then.
Where did I go wrong? At what point did I invite so much anger into my life? I just don't see how I put myself into this situation I'm in. Could I have been a little nicer in life? I know I was far from perfect but it would still have been nice to continue the blissful oblivious streak of my childhood.
I've been looking back at my life and thinking about what's happened to who I was, what made me so angry and depressed. All I can think of is that I just screwed everything up, like maybe I shouldn't have been born. Guess I should have taken the hint when my biological father ditched when I was born.
So now I'm drinking Yeungling by myself. Merry Christmas.
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