Tis the season to be jolly, so they say, but i have always quite disliked this slightly depressing time of year and can't wait until it's all over. With each false and insincere greeting of Merry Christmas i inwardly sigh and think And Up Yours...

The evils of the world carry on just like any other day but we're too interested in what presents we'll receive or how much food and drink we can force down our throats to worry about anything that isn't sparkly, glittery or adorned in tinsel.

Personally, my worst festive season was spent completely alone and with a Christmas dinner of beans-on-toast, watching endless television shows where the smug hosts continually reminded viewers to Please spare a thought for those who are alone at this time of year...

That made me feel ten times lonelier than i did to begin with; i sat in solitude believing with all my heart that i was the only soul on Earth who wasn't attending a dazzling party and being smothered in showers of Yuletide kisses beneath the mistletoe.

Mankind, that hypocritical entity which flings it's good will in our faces but once a year, hadn't exactly turned its collective back on me but was too busy enjoying itself to bother or care. I just wanted to get back to work, amongst people, and pretend that i'd had the best Christmas ever, like they'd had.

For me, those dark days have long since passed but i cannot forget such miserable times easily, they left a shadow on my soul.

I know that Christmas is a grim present for many folk and i can fully understand why some people cringe as the sound of sleigh-bells approaches, if you feel alone and unloved at Christmas-time then all those cheery greetings are like salt in an open wound.
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