- Jul 22, 2017
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There is going to be like a family reunion on Thanksgiving. My brothers and sisters, who I haven't seen in years, are going to be there. My sister's husband, who I have never meant nor do I want to meet, is going to be there. He actually wants to meet me, even though I am not close to my sister at all. I never go to my family's house for Thanksgiving, but my mom is begging me to come just so I can meet my sister's husband. I am angry about this. My sister treated like dirt growing up because I struggled with mental illness, and I don't want to have anything to do with her or the people in her life. But my mom, who I am close to, is asking me to do this for her. I do not have a good attitude about this at all.
I have nephews, who are now teenagers and I haven't seen them since they were two, and a niece who is now in college, are all coming.
I do not want to see them!!!!
(Sorry about the bold letters. I got emotional when I wrote them.)
I feel like my holiday season is going to be ruined by family. I usually either go to one of my friends house, which I have very few friends, or I buy my own Thanksgiving dinner at the store. They usually sell a turkey, that is already cook, just needs to be heated, and the whole turkey meal at the store. It's not a TV dinner, it is everything, even with a whole pumpkin or apple pie. (It usually takes me a week to finish it lol) But I look forward to it. And then I have a Christmas movie marathon, while enjoying my meal by myself. I hate when my own traditions get ruin by family.
I prefer my own company because I find comfort within myself and not other people. I get depressed and miserable when I am around other people. I am different.
I am sadden all the time, but I still find comfort within myself, not other people. I am loving towards people when I am around them. But I am only around people, well usually for business purpose. But I have started going to church, which I am tempted to stop, but I won't.
I am very receptive to advice. I won't argue with people. Is there a way I can get out of this respectfully? What would you do if in my shoes, or if I need to go, how do I do this without being depressed? My brothers and sisters really hurt me growing up.
To be fair, I was mentally challenged growing up, so it was very difficult for them to love me. But I loved them growing up, even though they did not, but I eventually stopped caring about them.
I have nephews, who are now teenagers and I haven't seen them since they were two, and a niece who is now in college, are all coming.
I do not want to see them!!!!
(Sorry about the bold letters. I got emotional when I wrote them.)
I feel like my holiday season is going to be ruined by family. I usually either go to one of my friends house, which I have very few friends, or I buy my own Thanksgiving dinner at the store. They usually sell a turkey, that is already cook, just needs to be heated, and the whole turkey meal at the store. It's not a TV dinner, it is everything, even with a whole pumpkin or apple pie. (It usually takes me a week to finish it lol) But I look forward to it. And then I have a Christmas movie marathon, while enjoying my meal by myself. I hate when my own traditions get ruin by family.
I prefer my own company because I find comfort within myself and not other people. I get depressed and miserable when I am around other people. I am different.
I am sadden all the time, but I still find comfort within myself, not other people. I am loving towards people when I am around them. But I am only around people, well usually for business purpose. But I have started going to church, which I am tempted to stop, but I won't.
I am very receptive to advice. I won't argue with people. Is there a way I can get out of this respectfully? What would you do if in my shoes, or if I need to go, how do I do this without being depressed? My brothers and sisters really hurt me growing up.
To be fair, I was mentally challenged growing up, so it was very difficult for them to love me. But I loved them growing up, even though they did not, but I eventually stopped caring about them.