I've never really been in to Christmas at all but the past five or so years I've grown to absolutely hate it with unparalleled passion.
The last four years I've been really ill at Christmas, one year with a horrific wisdom tooth infection, last year a UTI and now I'm sat at home with terrible diareah made much worse by the fact I suffer from bloody health anxiety (which I've been trying to get on top of but which always spirals out of control when I get any kind of nausea or diareah). I spoke to the GP on the phone who was very nice and said come in at the end of the week if I still feel bad.
I'm off work which is stressing me out because I know there's a pile of work for me there that no one else can do.
I've barely bought any presents and don't know when I'm going to have time.
Watching daytime tv is just soul destroying. I think if I have to watch Jeremy Kyle shouting at anyone today I will just cry.
I love that my daughter is excited but I feel like a failure as a mum that I do not share her enthusiasm for it.