Samesamesamesame

and your exasperation is totally justified. I know you weren't trying to be funny, but your comments about your mother's concern about your brother's turkey intake cracked me right up! Also, your sister's festive inanity is just like my own sister's. I would never actually slap her for it, but I've thought about it.

Whatever hole you might find to curl up in, I hope it has lots of big pillows , a warm duvet comforter and a liquor cabinet.
Hang in there, dear.

It's taken so much effort to remain "normal" and sane this year that I have no energy left for Christmas right now.

just find something else to do

Pick up a shovel and dig, It's that simple.

It is the perfect year to really take a look at one's priorities. This is an opportunity to recognize that our herd-like traditions aren't as heart-like as they once were.

Don't you see!? Are you blind to the joy and pleasure that your mother gets from cooking turkey for you? Did you miss the message, hear something completely different? She is sad that her son won't get turkey. Isn't that sweet?

Just bailed on a small bubble Christmas Eve and tomorrow’s Christmas dinner. Wrapped in duvet on couch right now. I have a headache and a backache from spending a good portion of yesterday in tense discussions about everyone’s anxieties and expectations and cooking a risotto that I was then told
Did not meet said requirements. They are texting me trying to guilt me. Ahhhhh make it go away!!

What I haven’t had the energy to say to my family for months. Now I know I’m not alone. F*** the lights, turkey, presents. Thankful most of us are still healthy and have jobs. Time to rest.

But my self-esteem is wrapped up in my stuff. Don't take away my stuff.