oh noooooooooooooooooooo honey don't hurt Rudolph...its not his fault!my holidays have changed 2 w/my dad gone.....and mom mentally/physically in ruins......i've had good xmas's past...indeed i have...so now its for lil kids and retailers!
I'm sitting in my bajammies as we speak, having a cup of coffee, dreading going to work today as people are going to be out of their minds. It seems some have NO idea that Christmas is here!!! Bunch of "FT's"!!!
Holidays were always a time of getting together for our family. Now that my dad is gone we dont do that anymore. I miss that. It wasnt about the presents at our house. I miss my dad everyday but holidays are the worst. *sniff* *sniff*
I remember thinking those same thoughts psychodog. They will pass in time. We didnt get this way overnight. The important thing is that you dont act on them.
Off to choke Rudolph!!
oh i am laughing!i share ur sentiments bout all the few days of cheeriness that some ppl exude then POOF!its over!like an ejaculation!:)oops dominosarah made me say that......i first got sober round holiday time...and i SO felt/thought like u....but then it didn't hafta be holiday for me to feel that way in my first year of sobriety!this 2 shall pass.....
Day 88
Two more days and this happy horsepoop (not my word of choice, I would have prefered a stronger expletive) is over. Then people can go back to acting normal. Passing each other on the street and politely ignoring each other.
Why does everyone feel the need to wish me a merry christmas? Isn't that some sort of reverse discrimination thing? I mean, I know it's their constitutional right, first amendment is freedom of speech after all, but they should read further...second amendment is?? You geussed it...right to bear arms.
To get back on subject, the holidays do remind me that I miss alcohol. Not in the joyful, ho ho, ho, let's be merry, come all ye faithful, sort of miss, but the drink enough that after the first hour it really doesn't matter, and after the second I'd better be in my jammies at home in my chair kind of miss.
Okay, that slipped, I do miss it, if I could control it, but I can't, so I won't. Actually, there is an itsy, bitsy, tiny, part of me that would like to...I won't finish, you get the point.
I will bring the shovel~~
I don't swear to god; that would infer that I believe in one, which I don't.
But yes, this could end now and that would be just fine by me. I hope it snows soon; snow banks are an easy place to dump bodies.
I'd be happy to keep touch. We've all made our mistakes but the fact we are given this opportunity to change can't be all bad. Have a good night and congrats on another day.
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