Why Christmas Makes Me Sad: 10 Honest Reasons

It’s two days before Christmas, and here I am trying to convince myself that I should be joyous because Christmas is the most anticipated celebration of the year.

But NO. Thank you. 

Here are ten reasons why I decided to be a Grinch this Holiday Season.

1. Festive on the inside -exhausted on the inside.
With all the hustle and bustle. I had to delay my meal, my pee, even my future just to get everything done. I just can't stop in the middle to attend to people's need to chit chat.  Small talks drains the life out of me. I don't need love. I need to get things done. My temple hurts from forcing myself to smile and return people’s holiday greetings.  My dilemma--I hate Christmas, but I don’t want to drag anyone down with me. So I smile anyway—tight, forced—and return the greetings like a responsible adult. 

2. Thoughtless gifts.
Okay, I know I should be thankful because it's still a gift, but receiving gifts that mean absolutely nothing to me makes no sense. Is it recycled? I've nothing about it.   But at least give it some thought before handing it over to the lesser humans because I can't help feeling—they just wanted to get rid of it. Via me.  And please don't forget to take off the original gift tag.

3. The Carollers are out of tune.
In a country like mine, you’d better sing like your freedom depends on it-- because soon--it probably will. I would not be surprised if a new law  will be drafted  where messing up a song is a criminal offense.  Anything that offends the Political crooks will be "vanished".  Watch out Carollers- this is your warning.

4. Christmas is expensive.
Spending money on decorations, gifts, and especially food for Christmas Eve takes a huge chunk out of our savings—for what is essentially a one-day affair.

5. The traffic is horrendous.
No explanation needed. 

6. People who owe you money suddenly spend lavishly.
They post it all over social media like they’ve forgotten the money they owed you. They have money to splurge, but none to pay back.  These borrow now- vanish later kinds of friends  should be deprived to receive any Christmas bonuses. Their money should go directly to the people they are indebted to.

7. Unholy Mass.
How do you attend church services when the pastors or priests aren’t as holy as they project themselves to be? I’ve reasoned it out—I don’t go to Mass for them; I go for God. But still… God’s appointed servants?

8. I’m getting older.
December ends the year, which means we’re about to open a new one—and we all age another year. Who wants to grow old and wrinkly? Not me.

9. We eventually die.
Our friends, some family members, our pets—everyone. We will all face these heartbreaking losses whether we like it or not. Our hearts are bound to break.

10. I miss people.
People I used to spend Christmas with—those who’ve left this earth, like my parents,  siblings who are living far away, friends I’ve lost touch with,  ex-lovers (the ones that got away).  The feeling of comfort and being right at home when I'm  with them? That's what I miss most.

For a lot of people Christmas's magic has long been gone. It's sparkle has dulled.   Like a romantic date that did not lead to that kiss you so long dream of-instead -you splitting the bill equally and said your goodbyes hurriedly after.  

Maybe I'm just bummed, maybe I just had a bad year.  maybe this Christmas blues will go aways on Christmas eve.  Maybe things will change.  

 Whatever it is, I guess what I'm trying to say is, It's okay not to be okay even if its Christmas time.