Tales of family Christmas from hell?

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Following on from the guests from hell thread, please tell me about your worst family Christmas from hell. Hopefully that will make me happier about it just being a v small Christmas this year (all family away or dead) and would love to hear your experiences

I got flu.
Fortunate in a way, as there were plenty of other people to look after my 1&3year olds. But it took me ages to get the chaos under control.

We all had flu and the christmas dinner that year was beans on toast.

The actual Christmas dinner got frozen for a few weeks later when we were all feeling better. Amd yes, we even had the crackers with it.

Went to his parents house for about the 10th year in a row.

I was pretty skint so we agreed no big presents between us. Everyone opens the presents together so I asked him to let his folks know what we’d decided.

I bought him a cd he wanted and something else quite little.

He bought me a very expensive electrical item and a very expensive piece of jewellery. Probably about a grand all in. I was too shocked to be grateful and I think I looked upset. I know I felt it as I knew what was coming.

I will never forget the look of horror on everyone’s faces when he opened his little gift. No one really spoke to me for the rest of the day and people went quiet when I walked in the room.

This was about 20 years ago. Between that and another awful Christmas experience with my then best friend, I hate Christmas and birthdays.

I’m anxious about being a disappointment. I am alone but I cook for everyone. And there is always something that isn’t right.

I would quite cheerfully curl up, sleep and miss it all.

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Massive sickness bug. It was awful

Went with DH to visit his parents for the afternoon.
We all sat in silence in the living room as MIL read out each and everyone of her Christmas cards from a large pile on her lap.
She read out the dear x and x, the printed card message and anything they had written. It went on for ages!!

Father sat at the head of the table like Lord Muck, ordering my mother in and out of the kitchen and snapping at everyone. Eventually started screaming at my mother over something, I shouted back, massive screaming match ensued, guests made hasty excuses and left beforr main was finished. Father disappeared upstairs, refusing to come down until we had all gone up to apologise to him, mother was wibbling all over the place enabling and encouraging his shit while siblings and I said we were quite happy for him to stay up there and brother made a point of finishing Dad's meal since he was saying he was never going to rejoin us. Siblings and I had dessert together while my mother continued wibbling around and enabling Dad rather than telling him to go fuck himself like she should have. Siblings and I cleared everything away and proceeded to get drunk on all the wine that parents and guests weren't going to drink while Dad screamed at Mum upstairs about how shit she was, how shit we were (especially me) and why he was the only righteous person in the family. Boxing Day rolled around, father was stalking around the house refusing to speak to anyone and I was wondering whether it was possible to wire up the fairy lights to just burn our whole fucking dysfunctional toxic house to the ground.

Fa la la la la la la la la.

Went abroad to see family. Had the smallest breakfast ever and then they didn't serve Christmas dinner until 10pm. I was STARVING!!

Not the worst compared to those who were ill over it, but it was one to remember. Never been repeated!

The only year I spent Christmas with the in laws

It was the first year after FIL left so everyone was miserable as sin to start with
Then a fox killed the pet rabbit so we all awoke to its blood curdling death cries on Christmas morn and no-one really felt like opening stockings
Grumpy teen BIL stayed in his room all day sulking and verbally abusing anyone who tried to interact with him.
MIL is a lovely lady but no cook. There was an unseemly tug of war over the sprouts where she kept putting them on every 10mins from 5am and I kept taking them off.
The oven was belching out thick black smoke as it hadn't been used or cleaned since the 90s
We had to carve the turkey with a cheese knife as that was all she had
Add that to the lack of bathroom door locks, heating or lighting downstairs and thin covering of dog hair pervading everything.

I swore I would never go there again and so far I haven't had to.

When I was 19 my boyfriend (who later turned into dds dad and we separated when she was a baby) found and read my diary where I had said I fancied someone else. Obviously never expected him to read it but was pretty shit of me. We were living with my mum at the time and it was the most awkward Christmas dinner ever. (Am now 40 and seems like a lifetime ago).

Princess nut I'm. DREADING Xmas after a recent breakup and have cried pretty much all day.. But I'm sorry I'm crying again but with laughter!! Sounds awful!!

@SheldonesqueIsUnwell

Went to his parents house for about the 10th year in a row.

I was pretty skint so we agreed no big presents between us. Everyone opens the presents together so I asked him to let his folks know what we’d decided.

I bought him a cd he wanted and something else quite little.

He bought me a very expensive electrical item and a very expensive piece of jewellery. Probably about a grand all in. I was too shocked to be grateful and I think I looked upset. I know I felt it as I knew what was coming.

I will never forget the look of horror on everyone’s faces when he opened his little gift. No one really spoke to me for the rest of the day and people went quiet when I walked in the room.

This was about 20 years ago. Between that and another awful Christmas experience with my then best friend, I hate Christmas and birthdays.

I’m anxious about being a disappointment. I am alone but I cook for everyone. And there is always something that isn’t right.

I would quite cheerfully curl up, sleep and miss it all.

Please be brave and your own best friend and put a stop to this crap.

@Neomfan12

Princess nut I'm. DREADING Xmas after a recent breakup and have cried pretty much all day.. But I'm sorry I'm crying again but with laughter!! Sounds awful!!

That's ok, it was hilarious. I chuckled a bit while writing it out. Funnily enough, I actually still like Christmas.

I woke Christmas morning and my face had ballooned. I was a functioning alcoholic and I think I'd had some strange reaction to something I'd drunk and in hindsight I think I had poisoning. Anyway dp and I went to my mum's for Christmas lunch. I couldn't taste a thing, felt dreadful and to top it off dm spent the entire time scowling telling me I was a mess and encouraging dp to find someone better than me.
I later found dp sat in the corner of my mum's living room sending his ex a message on facebook.
I proceeded to kick-off whilst my mum smirked at me.
Oh, what a Christmas.

Just moved into a beautiful house but it needed a lot of work had a newborn and a toddler. Lovely sister came for Christmas really sad as she was single. Sister and I ended up both crying! Poor dh. Happy ending house is now renovated and beautiful and sis met lovely man the jan after that Christmas and now has 3 small dc herself 😀

I don't think it's a Christmas from hell but this one will go down as the worst. Not seeing family in order to protect each other, so only 3 of us. My DM died this year and my DF no longer here too. Heartbroken.

Spent one in hospital ill . Was gutted as was so excited for the dc and I ended up in a n e then being admitted family made it nice for them though

Another we’re I got absolutely steaming drunk and was throwing up and in bed by 3pm crying haha think was about 19 then

Had a boyfriend break up with me on Boxing Day one year too

Another Boxing Day a few years back woke up at around 3am with beginning of 2 day stomach bug. Kids were at dads luckily but my then ( arsehole ) ex sulked all day because I’d ruined the day ( while I tried not to shit myself every 10 mins ) fun times !

calm. I’m so very sorry

When I was about 14, my mother got very drunk and did the washing up wearing the sprout pot on her head (which sounds kind of funny but REALLY wasn't), telling us all horribly bitterly how pointless Christmas was without small kids.

As terrible Christmases go, it certainly wasn't the worst, but it was spectacularly uncomfortable.

@Calmandmeasured1

I don't think it's a Christmas from hell but this one will go down as the worst. Not seeing family in order to protect each other, so only 3 of us. My DM died this year and my DF no longer here too. Heartbroken.

Sorry to hear that Calm (I’m in the same boat with no DM or DF still living).

Sickness bug.

Took my mum down on Christmas Eve, me on Christmas Day and my brother and dad on Boxing Day.

Christmas is a big deal to us so it was awful.

Wow, some serious stinkers here! (Fa la la la la etc)

Not exactly hell but I found out 2 days before Christmas at my 12 week scan that I had a missed miscarriage. We were hosting Christmas. I wanted to carry on as normal for our child but felt awful and was bleeding alot. Partners family were a pain in the arse. Expecting to be ran around after. His auntie kept asking why I wasnt drinking even though they knew what had happened and I was taking strong painkillers. Just wanted them to fuck off!!

20 weeks pregnant, heard FIL bitching to DH about me outside bedroom door (smart eh!). Still had a couple of days left but we left early. FIL still can’t tell me what I ever did wrong to him, this was a few years ago now and he says he can’t remember. Should have been upfront at the time then! Honestly. We do not get on 😄 as if bitching about me within my earshot would improve things?? Silly man.