It’s the most wonderful time of the year, so says the song. Really? For some of us that’s a lot of pressure to live up to. You’re supposed to be happy at the holidays and feel good. If you don’t your some kind of grinch. Yes they even have a word for it. This forced happiness is what I think troughs so many people off. You’re just trying to keep your head above water as the everyday struggle with anxiety and depression does not take a holiday. Now you are made to feel like there is really something wrong with you because you’re not “jolly”. I think I would be happier and have an easier time taking it all better if I could be happy on my own terms not because it was so forced.
In other snark, it’s also the season of giving the season of sharing. Really? Seems more like the season of amped up marketing and crazed shopping. Every kiss begins with Kay and aren’t you putting a Lexus in the driveway like everyone else? The Every kiss begins with Kay has bothered me for years because it implies that love can only be gotten with a diamond gift. Watching gleeful couples giggle over their new Lexus is also nauseating in a time when so many people are struggling to keep food on the table. We won’t even talk about the recent bouts of “competitive shopping“.
Face it, the holidays are one giant pressure cooker. Pressure to be happy, pressure to give the right gift, pressure to get along with family. I know many people do love the holidays, no matter what. God love you, have a wonderful season, but please be aware there are many who have a more difficult time in this period of the year.