A Christmas Story. The Santa Clause. The remake of a Christmas story. Probably anything shown on that holiday channel. It's all forced happiness and bullshit.
My family never had those memories growing up.
Which doesn't matter, really.
We've made our Christmas memories with our kids.
But the reminiscing about movies I hated, I hate. I hate the office chatter.
I hate the ads.
I hate the pressure to pay bills and mortgage and a feast and presents and magic and wonder. To make that Christmas wishlist real. And that God. Damn. Elf. It comes out every year and every GOD DAMN NIGHT I need to find a new, cute place for it.
I blame their school for the elf, neither my husband and I had never heard of it.
I can't breathe this year. Fucking Christmas, bah humbug.