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sparklybluesky · 2021-12-14T19:47:05+00:00

Mine was 2010 heading towards divorce. Day spent at In Laws where I had to drive as ex couldn't. Not as though much alcohol was served. MIL served up a tiny meal, gifts to me were freebies from Avon. Weirdo ex was obsessed with his video camera which he set up to film the day. His Sister arrived with her badly behaved children and the whole thing was recorded on this bloody camera set up in the corner. Ex bought me some yankee candles off of ebay! We divorced shortly after.

Hen2018 · 14/12/2021 20:27

2002, when my ex threw me down the stairs when I was about 3 months pregnant.

2004, when I was summoning up the courage to go to a refuge.

DrMadelineMaxwell · 14/12/2021 20:27

I thought I had miserable Christmasses the year I got an ear infection come on and start hurting at the table on Christmas dinner

That was trumped the year Dad was taken ill in November and was released from hospital before Christmas but without a definite diagnosis, despite us being pretty sure it would be cancer.

Followed the next year by Mum being determined to do the same Christmas dinner he always had, a month after he had died.

But my friend had it worse when her Dad died of a massive heart attack late on Christmas eve, suddenly and unexpectedly.

Megan2018 · 14/12/2021 20:27

My worst was when I was single and my parents were away as my grandmother was dying in hospital and they obviously had to be with her.
I spent Xmas Eve and Boxing Day on my own. Christmas Day I went to my brothers girlfriends, she had 2 young children, it was a fairly new relationship and I’d only met her a few times before. She was lovely, really welcoming, food was great and the kids were fab. It was a lovely day but I don’t think I have ever felt more lonely or sad (despite not being alone). I got home, had wine and sobbed.
That was 14 Christmases ago, remember it clear as a bell though.

My silly brother didn’t manage to keep the lovely girlfriend either. Such a shame, she was delightful. But much as I love my brother dearly, he is a bit of a tit. Grandma also rather stubbornly held on until Feb so I got to see her again. She was epic.

Pinkchocolate · 14/12/2021 20:29

@ABCeasyasdohrayme

Basically all my childhood Christmases.

My brothers were spoiled with new toys, bikes etc, and I would literally get their old toys for Xmas. Never learned to ride a bike because I've never had one. My mother absolutely hated me for being a girl.

She got married to a known peadophile as well and used to allow him to 'have an affair' with me on Christmas nights as a child too, then blamed me for it. She referred to me as 'his present'.

She is pure evil.

Christmases with my kids now are amazing, I go as overboard as finances allow and I've really turned the festive season around now, and I love it. My kids happiness means everything to me.

Wow! This is horrific! You sound like a great mum and I’m so glad you turned it around.

Mine sounds really minor in comparison to some of these. We’ve always done Christmas at my parents and one year my mum was bedbound ill but insisted we all still came round. The house was full and we all went through the motions but I kept going upstairs to cuddle her, it just didn’t feel right.

Winniemarysarah · 14/12/2021 20:31

@Tiddlywinkly

Some of these are much worse than mine... 2018 - had a cold and I couldn't taste anything. 2019 - stomach bug that started on Christmas eve.

I couldn’t bare to mention mine after reading so many terrible stories. I was unreasonably angry at a post one of the school mums posted on fb earlier saying something along the lines of ‘this time 2 years ago we saw Santa in Disney, this time 3 years ago we saw Santa in Lapland, this time 4 years ago we saw Santa in New York, but this year I don’t even know if we can see Santa in the f*cling village hall thanks to boris’! And in her next post put up a 40 pic album of ‘me and my kids doing all things xmassy’ after they’d spent the last weekend in a winter wonderland. I felt like telling her to get a grip 😡

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Onthedunes · 14/12/2021 20:37

@ABCeasyasdohrayme

Basically all my childhood Christmases.

My brothers were spoiled with new toys, bikes etc, and I would literally get their old toys for Xmas. Never learned to ride a bike because I've never had one. My mother absolutely hated me for being a girl.

She got married to a known peadophile as well and used to allow him to 'have an affair' with me on Christmas nights as a child too, then blamed me for it. She referred to me as 'his present'.

She is pure evil.

Christmases with my kids now are amazing, I go as overboard as finances allow and I've really turned the festive season around now, and I love it. My kids happiness means everything to me.

@ABCeasyasdohrayme

bobsholi · 14/12/2021 20:37

Last year was horrendous as a very close relative died alone due to covid restrictions and I had to keep going for the DCs.
One that was a bit rubbish was 2011 when I had the flu and wanted to spend the day in bed but DH insisted that I must go to the in laws as no one should be alone on Christmas. I was almost delirious with fever and barely knew what day it was. He had to half carry/half drag me to the car and all the photos show me bright red, sweating, with rolling eyes slumped on the sofa. When I was better, I told him that if that ever happened again we would end up divorced!

RJnomore1 · 14/12/2021 20:38

The year my granny died on Christmas Day, I was eight months pregnant and due to gp for a high risk induction on Boxing Day.

NeedsCharging · 14/12/2021 20:38

Last year.
My beloved dad came home to die on the 17th.
I spent Christmas day away from my DC with my mum cooking a dinner we didn't want to eat while my dad died twice in the dining room on his hospital bed barely conscious, delirious when he was awake..or not dying. Christmas was his favourite time of year too which made it worse.

Onthedunes · 14/12/2021 20:40

@ParkheadParadise

The year Dd2 was born and Dd1 died. It was horrific. Dd2 was 3 weeks old on Christmas day Dd1 had died 2 months before Dd2 arrived. We had no tree or decorations. We ignored Christmas. I can remember looking out the window at our neighbours having guests arriving all jolly and wanting to open the window and tell them all to fuck off🙁 I made the effort to go and visit my mum in her care home(she had dementia) and all she said repeatedly was I've lost my wee girl have you seen her😪😪 I still hate Christmas 6 years on but Dd2 is soo excited about Santa she makes it bearable.

@ParkheadParadise

Grumpyosaurus · 14/12/2021 20:43

I came on here to moan about the Christmas after my DM died, but that was as nothing compared to many of the posts on this thread.

to all of you who have had such terrible times.

Tittyfilarious81 · 14/12/2021 20:44

2010 I'd had a miscarriage at the end of November and was devastated anyway but when I told my little boy that the baby wasn't well so had gone away he said he would wish really hard for Santa to bring the baby back Christmas day all better and put it back in my tummy to keep growing and on Christmas day he asked was it back and I had to say no but hopefully the baby will be here next Christmas

Pinkstars2501 · 14/12/2021 20:47

My worst ones were: when my grandad died a couple days before.
When I came down with noro virus on Xmas eve. I work in care and at the time didn't drive, it was 7am and my shift had just started when it came on. I had to get two buses home because nobody picked up their phones that early. Worst bus journey ever.... I just prayed I wouldn't shit myself. Thankfully I didn't but Xmas was a write off.

HollowTalk · 14/12/2021 20:48

It was a love actually day. I found presents the week before which I knew weren't for me. I had something completely different. I told him that night I was divorcing him. Horrible horrible memory.

HollowTalk · 14/12/2021 20:49

And I had to spend all day with the in-laws there and could only have that conversation at midnight when everyone had gone to bed. So on the surface I had to be happy clappy mummy and dutiful daughter-in-law, all the time knowing that I was going to end our marriage that night.

worriedandannoyed · 14/12/2021 20:50

@ABCeasyasdohrayme

Basically all my childhood Christmases.

My brothers were spoiled with new toys, bikes etc, and I would literally get their old toys for Xmas. Never learned to ride a bike because I've never had one. My mother absolutely hated me for being a girl.

She got married to a known peadophile as well and used to allow him to 'have an affair' with me on Christmas nights as a child too, then blamed me for it. She referred to me as 'his present'.

She is pure evil.

Christmases with my kids now are amazing, I go as overboard as finances allow and I've really turned the festive season around now, and I love it. My kids happiness means everything to me.

This is the most awful thing I've ever read. You poor thing. I can't imagine what it's like having such awful memories.

You must be so strong to be able to give your kids the most amazing Christmas now x x x

MrsMerryMent · 14/12/2021 20:56

Not as bad as some on here

7 years ago, I had a tiny baby... turned up at parents house for dinner and everyone was completely smashed... yeah fine its Christmas....but I had been travelling 2 hours with a recent c section scar...after my family begging me to come to them for babies first Christmas and promosing I wouldn't need to lift a finger...and I arrive and there hadnt even been a potato peeled never mind the oven switched on!!
My mum then asked me to start prepping the turkey and could I do xyz... we ate at 9pm! Everyone else just proceeded to get more and more drunk... Never again have I trusted them to host Christmas ever again

NerrSnerr · 14/12/2021 20:57

I have a few.

As a young teen my uncle died of alcoholism on Christmas Eve. My mum got utterly wasted pretty much every day until we went back to school.

Age 19- second year of university. My parents had separated and were with new partners. My mum went away for the whole of Christmas, my siblings and I went to my dad's first thing in the morning and we assumed we were staying all day but he dropped us home at 11am. My sister went back to her house with her partner and my brother went to a friends and I spend all Christmas afternoon/ evening alone.

In my early 20- step dad hit my brother, I had a huge row with my sister and we were all so hungover Christmas Day was awful.

ThePlumVan · 14/12/2021 20:58

I’ve so many awful memories of xmas and don’t celebrate it at all. I deliberately have beans on toast on the day, no decorations or tree, nothing.

It’s now an ok day, which I don’t dread.

Hugs to you all for your dreadful experiences xxx

noirchatsdeux · 14/12/2021 21:01

Most of them after I was 9...but I think the worst was probably 1978/9...I was 10. The year before was the last we'd spent as a family in Australia, where I was born. Early 1978 my father started working abroad, in what was then called a third world country. He went first, we joined him 3 months later...in that time he managed to have an affair with a local (found that out years later). After a couple of months, during which my older brother nearly died from a insect bite, my mother decided to move us again, to the UK (why we didn't just go straight back to Australia is something I've never been able to get a straight answer from her about)...we'd been here less than 6 months, and because my father was absolutely shit at keeping in contact, at the beginning of December mum decides we are going back to the third world country!

We are flying on the Wednesday before Christmas. On the Monday, a teacher notices I've got a rash on my back...I'm sent home, doctor diagnoses me with chickenpox. Instead of doing the right thing, my mother instead tells me that I'm going to have to 'look healthy, or we won't be spending Christmas with your Dad'...what a fucking terrible thing to put on a 10 year old!

I was as sick as dog by the Wednesday. My mother wrapped me up from head to toe so no one could see the rash on me. I still think of all the poor people on that 14 hour flight I probably infected...

ABCeasyasdohrayme · 14/12/2021 21:02

Thank you for your kindness

My horrific childhood has made me a better mum so I can't regret it.

Now my mother sits alone at christmas with sons she did everything for choosing not to be around her unless they need money, and I am in my lovely Christmassy home surrounded by my gorgeous children who adore me just as much as I adore them.

I got the last laugh by learning how to love despite being shown none as a child.

I'm so sorry to everyone on this thread who has suffered may the day be as gentle on you all as it can be.

LookslovelyinSpringtime · 14/12/2021 21:03

The year I went to town and made everything from scratch. Mince pies, pudding, cake. My parents were due to arrive a few days after Xmas. It was just me and OH and two very young children on Xmas day. We woke up feeling absolutely awful . We both had flu. We spent the day in bed , no presents, no Xmas dinner. We locked the stair gate at the top of the stairs and let the children run around. Every so often one of us tried to drag ourselves out of bed to change a nappy or see to the children.
By the time my parents arrived we had managed to get ourselves dressed and I cooked a full Xmas meal. They didn’t celebrate Xmas so it was really for us. My mother bitched throughout the meal and didn’t help as usual. The food was amazing though!

ParkheadParadise · 14/12/2021 21:04

@ABCeasyasdohrayme

Basically all my childhood Christmases.

My brothers were spoiled with new toys, bikes etc, and I would literally get their old toys for Xmas. Never learned to ride a bike because I've never had one. My mother absolutely hated me for being a girl.

She got married to a known peadophile as well and used to allow him to 'have an affair' with me on Christmas nights as a child too, then blamed me for it. She referred to me as 'his present'.

She is pure evil.

Christmases with my kids now are amazing, I go as overboard as finances allow and I've really turned the festive season around now, and I love it. My kids happiness means everything to me.

@ABCeasyasdohrayme I'm really glad you now love Christmas with your kids. I hope the pair of evil bastards paid for their actions.

zoemum2006 · 14/12/2021 21:05

Mine is nothing compared to the awful Christmases of some posters.

When I was 12 in 1987 we were visiting my grandmother in the USA for the first time in 9!years. I guess it was an expensive trip because my parents didn’t give me a present. I’d have understood if they’d told me in advance but I was embarrassed by waiting for something.

I got one pair of gloves from an aunt but all of my other aunts, uncles , cousins and grandparents didn’t get me anything.

I felt a bit hurt to be honest. But of course I never said anything.