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The Year Christmas Was Cancelled

I'm not trying to be Scrooge, but I've officially canceled my Christmas this season. I don't wish anything, but the very best for all my friends and family, but I'm done. This year has been a particularly difficult for me physically, mentally and now financially. That being said, I've made the most out of it, but I'm done. The past few weeks, with all that has gone on in the world, has shown me so many people's true colors, that I've become a little jaded at the belief that all that hate just upped and disappeared, because of a ripped off page on the calendar. The irony, of course, being that today was celebrate the birth of that man who told everyone to love one another.

I'm not trying to be negative or ruin anyone's day. Well, four people who read this might sense a bit of cynicism, but they get me. I'm just tired of the fact that we can't love thy neighbor the same day every day. That we can't share this familial joy on a Tuesday in March. Today, I snuggled under my covers, watched a movie or two and tried to rid my mind from the horrors of the outside world. I had intended on going to a party; even seeing someone it's been years since we reacquainted, but it wasn't for me. It's not that I don't like, even love these people, it's just that I'm simply done with the canned formalities. Anyone who knows me, knows I have such a low tolerance for bullshit and niceties that lack sincerity or deep feeling. I have such a hard time, pretending to be festive, just as I appreciate that not all enjoy my carefree spirit on that aforementioned Tuesday in March.

So I'm cancelling Christmas this year, but look forward to a very happy New Year. I'll be brimming with fake optimism, that once again a single page turned, maybe even the new calendar hung from the tack on the wall, will bring some spiritual enlightenment or even better, end my physical pain or fill my pockets with enough to enjoy more than the bare essentials.

All this being said, I do hope that those of you who have embraced this time of year more so than the rest, find the peace, health, happiness and tranquility that you desire. I hope your families, especially your children, get all they deserve and that you are rewarded with whatever items you had hoped for. I will once again, be beyond happy, with my Netflix, hummus and a warm bed.

I sincerely wish all who read this a very merry Christmas and the most joyful, healthful and fruitful coming year.

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