The setting
- winter, short days, cold and wet
- too busy as everything builds through 25/12
- work and social events mean very little quality family or partner time for a month or more
- Xmas wasn't part of my childhood so I have no reminiscing fondness for it
The build up
- Whilst I don't "believe", I like the idea of celebrating the birth of someone (real or not) that wanted to promote virtue, kindness and equality, because I like those qualities
- Even when DP takes the kids to mass, the "ideal" of christmas is totally swamped, outplayed and stomped on by displays of greed, glutony and false generosity
- Children actually learn "entitlement", unsurprisingly, from the expectation of gifts, usually far to many, the nature and quantity belittling the value of each gift. They probably understand the true meaning of Christmas, but it's not "real" to them, so its swamped by the very real present overload.
- Other main features include killing a tree and a turkey, dressing the house up in shiny hydrocarbons and gorging on food whilst others starve, almost entirely forgotten
The personal nail in the coffin
- It's the one time of the year I can guarantee my family are not invited.
- DP and my family get on the rest of the year (sort of) but there is outright refusal to have them at Xmas. Asking results in complaint and even the "D" word has been used in the past.
- We can have a house full of DPs family and friends whilst my family (3 people) are on their own together (not far away).
- (PS - obviously there is history behind this - DP and an in-law have a frosty relationship which is totally outside my control!)
Obviously the last points are ones I should deal with, but everything altogether just makes me want to leave the house for those few days.
I'm not really looking for "counselling", just wanted to get it off my chest.
December might me my time for "mindfulness" courses I think 