Bit of background...
I've spent every Christmas at my parents house despite being 37. I've lived in London for six years now and family are up in North East.
Last year my DP and I raced back there on Christmas Eve and had an utterly miserable time. Parents treatment of us was (to say the least) thoughtless and dismissive. It even culminated in DF and I almost physically fighting at one point.
I went NC with them for three months after and to be fair they are much improved now.
We thought DP would be working over Christmas, but he has just gotten a new job and will be off the 23rd to 27th. Mams reaction to news was "Oh, you can come home for Christmas now"
AIBU for not wanting to go? My heart sinks at the thought of the nightmare Christmas eve train journey. I just want to stay in London with DP but feel awful for even thinking it😣