Not looking for pity. But if you are having an awful December holiday, you aren’t alone. This may be a chance to unload. I’ll start.
My apt was flooded with rain 4 days ago, at ground level. For 4 days, my studio apt, carpet has been soaking wet, footsteps squishing, like stepping in a puddle. Property management wont do anything, hope I can talk sense into them before the floorboards rot and cave in.
You? It’s OK, you’re not alone.
The bf has had a load of tests over the past fortnight as he has a mass on his lung, we get the results on the 27th
I don’t like Christmas anyway, and the fact that 5 years ago we were waiting again, over Christmas for my brothers cancer diagnosis, which turned out to be terminal…so it’s already a shitty time of year.
If I didn’t have my parents, me and the bloke would just stay at home, have poached eggs on toast and not bother with any of it…
My partner made a suicide attempt Monday night. We had been fighting, and ended up going to different rooms to cool down.
I came SO close to waking up the next morning, finding her in the living room, and realizing the last thing I had said to her was some stupid, petty comment.
We’re both ok physically. But honestly… Neither of us is doing great emotionally. I feel so powerless. I’ve been watching her mental health crumble for months, wracking my brain for anything I should do differently. Any possible way I can help. Instead I just make things worse at every turn. I can’t help but feel like drove the love of my life to suicide, and even now that her attempt failed I don’t know how I can be better.
She says it’s not my fault. She says a lot of things. But of course she doesn’t want me to blame myself right? She loves the absolute fuck out of me. I don’t know. I still can’t convince myself I’m not chiefly to blame.
I know the feeling of powerlessness. I used to think that it was a good feeling because I could finally not care. But after seeing someone close to me in so much pain, I realize it is never that simple.
Ultimately, the powerlessness feels like it’s crushing your soul.
I wish you the best and hope both you and your partner find a healthy way forward that makes you both happy.
I’m working all the way through all the holidays in a remote location in what ought to be the frozen north, but is now discomfortingly comfy.
Both of my parents died this year and now I’m about to spend my first Christmas alone. It’s a little heavy NGL
That supremely sucks… there’s probably already mould growing. Have you thought of how electrical outlets can accidentally cause fires?
I live on an island and getting between cities is shitty if you don’t have your own vehicle. The only direct options are a relatively cheap delivery van “bus” or an overpriced actual bus. It’s nicer and easier to take a ferry to the mainland, bus over to another ferry terminal, take the other ferry back to the island and ‘bus’ from there. It costs maybe $10 more and an extra hour or so, but it’s so much better then squishing into one of those vans and breathing peoples farts for six hours.
On a heavier note, my Grandma’s dementia has gotten pretty bad so we can’t spend the night an their home any more.
I missed Thanksgiving because my mom tried hiding her illness from us while we were out of state and she was home alone.
I only found out because my neighbor asked me why there was an ambulance at my house…
I don’t blame her or anything for the Thanksgiving. And because of all the amazing help from friends, neighbors, and family, I’ve never been more thankful in my life.
However, watching your mom inch so close to death and pass out in your car on the way to the hospital does something to you at 17. No matter how much support you get from others, you can’t shake the realization that you are completely and totally helpless.
For those wondering, my mom is doing much better! It was scary at the time, but with proper care and lots of IVs during her hospital stay, she pulled through.
Tl;dr: mom became deathly ill on Thanksgiving. She luckily made a nearly full recovery though.
Edit! Happy holidays to all you miserable and non-miserable fucks! :)
I had a lot of dental work done last minute to max out my dental insurance before yearend. So I won’t be able to pig out on the holiday dinners with a temporary filling and crown on one side of my mouth. Also taking some antibiotics for an infection in one of those fillings and it’s messing up my gut and causing bowel issues.
Well I can tell you at least with the dental stuff we are in the same boat. I need like 4 fillings and I can’t properly chew rn. We’ll get through this :)
Property management wont do anything, hope I can talk sense into them before the floorboards rot and cave in.
That seems like a pretty compelling reason to do something. I’m not a lawyer, but maybe keep track of your correspondence with them…and then, when the floorboards cave in, sue the fuck out of 'em for not doing their jobs.
Also, my holidays are fine. It doesn’t feel particularly festive.,.and I’m overwhelmed with the support I’m getting…
Nothing specific, just my general dislike of the holidays and seasonal affective disorder.
I will say my holidays are definitely not as bad. My family never really celebrated any holidays besides a few prayer days for the deceased, so never really got into them as I’ve grown up. My cat though has been having problems with a UTI and likely CKD, and I’ve only really gotten her eating in the last couple weeks. Mostly meat sludge, no solids. I’m hoping she pulls through with the UTI and the CKD turns out to be at a lower stage. But I adopted her when she was 8, as a mature cat, so knew what I was getting into. Luckily she’s been around to be almost 14 now, but I’m just afraid I won’t have many more months or years with her. Plus the stress of finances, unemployment, and other responsibilities has been taking its toll so I’ve been crying more lately. But I’m doing what I can to help my situation.
Wallowing in a pit of misery, drinking problem at the worst it’s ever been (first sober night after spending the last 5, 6 nights drinking), feeling completely apathetic towards life, and I don’t have anything to show for over two and a half decades spent on this planet. Ain’t taking my life here, but boy is it hard to find a reason not to these days.
Don’t care for anybody’s pity right now, but hopefully the rest of you can have as pleasant a holiday season as possible, and that y’all’s 2024 leads to a better, brighter for all of ya and your loved ones.
I feel about the same. Too much drinking.
My kids live out of state. I have to make a 170 mile roundtrip to accommodate my GF and her adult kids.
I wish people would just leave me the fuck out their plans so I could stay home.
Bah fucking humbug.
“I had fun once, it was awful.”
It was a meme, but now that I’m older… yeah. I get it.
November was probably my worst month for holidays.
Expectation on Thanksgiving: Go to Grand Island in New York to visit Thanksgiving with friends.
Reality on Thanksgiving: Watch as it crumbles apart because of the car bombing everyone was sure was a terrorist attack, be demoralized out of not going due to that, and be stuck at home surrounded by a blizzard and no people for miles because their holiday wasn’t cancelled.
I guess I’ve got it easy by comparison, but it’s stil kind of stressful.
Yeah I’m not doing bad physically but mentally for sure. I always celebrate Christmas with my brother and his girlfriend and my dad and his new girlfriend, and they leave in the afternoon. I don’t have a gf. Which means every year on Christmas I get to feel a bit less and finally a bit more alone then usual. And because I’m alone for the rest of the day that sucks.
