You're still an okay person if:
You resent Christmas.
You always feel sad this time of year.
The season makes you untenably lonely.
You don't want to buy presents or receive presents.
You're not fulfilled by giving or receiving gifts.
You don't want to see your family.
You really don't want to see your family.
You feel like crying a lot.
You're depressed (get some help if it feels unmanageable.)
You think something is wrong with you because you don't feel joyful and it seems like everyone else does.
You utterly detest Christmas carols.
The holidays fill you with a sense of existential futility and a yawning pit of dread.
You tore up the annual Christmas letter from those smug relatives you could never stand.
You haven't wrapped anything.
You haven't baked anything.
You've eaten far too many Christmas-inspired sugary carbs in an attempt to self-medicate
You haven’t managed to adroitly avoid “Holiday weight gain”.
You are revolted.
You are tired.
You just want it to be over.
Nonetheless, you find yourself spouting insipid "Happy Holidays!!" messages in your e-mails out of societally-imposed politeness, or sheer habitual ennui.
You feel bad because you didn't make any crafty, hip, environmentally correct gifts this year (or any other year).
You feel bad because you can't afford to buy presents.
You feel bad because you can afford to buy presents.
You’re fucking sick and tired of “A Christmas Story".
You always feel sad this time of year.
The season makes you untenably lonely.
You don't want to buy presents or receive presents.
You're not fulfilled by giving or receiving gifts.
You don't want to see your family.
You really don't want to see your family.
You feel like crying a lot.
You're depressed (get some help if it feels unmanageable.)
You think something is wrong with you because you don't feel joyful and it seems like everyone else does.
You utterly detest Christmas carols.
The holidays fill you with a sense of existential futility and a yawning pit of dread.
You tore up the annual Christmas letter from those smug relatives you could never stand.
You haven't wrapped anything.
You haven't baked anything.
You've eaten far too many Christmas-inspired sugary carbs in an attempt to self-medicate
You haven’t managed to adroitly avoid “Holiday weight gain”.
You are revolted.
You are tired.
You just want it to be over.
Nonetheless, you find yourself spouting insipid "Happy Holidays!!" messages in your e-mails out of societally-imposed politeness, or sheer habitual ennui.
You feel bad because you didn't make any crafty, hip, environmentally correct gifts this year (or any other year).
You feel bad because you can't afford to buy presents.
You feel bad because you can afford to buy presents.
You’re fucking sick and tired of “A Christmas Story".
--Kristen McHenry
4 comments:
Yeah,Kristen, you still are an okay person. Here's to December 26!
Jo-Ann
Thank you! Every single item in the list applies to me.
xoxo
Merry Christmas, dear.
:-)
And a very Christmas to you, Dale; and you my dear Jo-Ann. Dale, I am so glad to hear we have a Christmas mind-meld happening...I was beginning to think I was the only one!
you are an o.k. person
have a wonderful holy days
and happy new year..
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