Is it normal to dread the holidays?

Society has lead us to believe that if you don't like the traditions or family gatherings, they pretty much think you're a scrooge. So not true. Some people just don't the thinly disguised commercial cr-p that society regurgitates every year. Make your own traditions with your boyfriend. Make it realy special that will beat the pants off your family. Even if they're unorthodox and controversial. If you're enjoying yourself, it's all that matters. My idea of Christmas is going on a road trip to Las Vegas with my girlfriends. No Norman Rockwell painting dinners for us, we live our holidays wild.

So to clarify.....my boyfriend and I got a house together in September. His mom moved into her house that she is renting in August...she hates it. Because of that we all decided to have Thanksgiving at our house. Funny how it was my boyfriend's idea, but he doesn't remember it. We did a lot. I decorated, cooked a ton of food, and it seemed to go to waste. For nearly 10 people at the house, no one barely ate anything. They said that they didn't eat breakfast or lunch, and we ate late, so they got full after one plate. Makes sense I guess. Maybe if they had come early for once, they would have eaten more food than I packed away in to go boxes. I don't know if we are doing Christmas this year with them. I sent text messages out about 2 weeks ago or so after failed emails and telephone calls. Since then, no one has responded as to whether or not they are going to spend Christmas with us. My boyfriend doesn't really care, I don't feel like I do all too much anymore either. I really just like the idea of entertaining. But it would have been nice for someone to come by. After all, my parents won't. They never come over. They will go to my brother's house or my sister's, but they just can't make it out to ours. And it's only 10-15 mins away. Same distance as my siblings. So my mom wants us to come over Christmas morning for breakfast, but last year I said that I would never do it again. I sat in the living room separated from them while they all talked amongst themselves. When my siblings come over it's like I'm no longer there. Shoulda seen my birthday......what? A party for me? Not really...my friend was invited over for dinner, and left early b/c she was pissed off. Why? Because as soon as my little sister arrived, my parents ignored me midsentence, and seemed to completely forget I was there. I told her that it happens all the time, unfortunately. So what should I do this year? Suffer again? Or start my own tradition with my boyfriend? After all, he is the only REAL family I have....but my friend that came to my birthday, she is having Christmas at her house, and her and her family have invited us over. I definitely plan to make an appearance. After all, they accept us no matter what.

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The dramatic as FUCK zone

Hey Bexy!
Don't worry about what rude internet people write (they have their own issues)... As long as your boyfriend treats you right and cares for you, that's all that matters. Love is so precious and rare! I'm happy you found that with your boyfriend. So, at least you have him! Since your family seems to be emotionally abusive... The holidays are a rough time for lots of people... I'm not getting along with my mom and things are really awkward. I feel so uncomfortable. The holidays don't even feel like the holidays... I know that one day I'll probably end up spending them alone, because my mom's attitude hurts me so much... I don't even have a boyfriend to spend them with... Anyway, keep your head up! And I hope no matter what happens, you have a really merry christmas! :)

You know, I think you clicked on the wrong page. I can't take advice or seriously listen to comments from a small minded racist. Who cares what color he is? I guess your parents didn't do a great job raising you......must be just as pathetic as you. You won't get far thinking that way. And if you fake it.......be two-faced and friendly to those of color, it will come back and slap you in the face one day. Grow up lady.