25 years of it.
The tiny secondhand engagement ring (not keen after burglars went through mine & my mum's stuff)
After a physically tough year renovating, he wrapped the new toilet pan, nothing else.
Nothing - he worked in London, I was at home with a 3&1 year old. After that year I stopped buying for his family.
Over 25 years there's been very little memorable and very little on the trivial end - chocolate orange, etc.
There was one outstanding crazy thing, that he accidentally walked past and bought 20 years ago, it's on our wall and he uses that as proof he's brilliant.
For years he spent a lot of time on his work secret Santas - eg. A company Guess Who, a complex product recreated in Lego, etc which just made the lack of effort, a few days later, for me, even more hurtful.
How can I get past the past, accept each new year as a fresh start?
Am I being unreasonable to hate the idea of a gift from DH? How the fuck can I make this better in my head on the build up to Xmas & birthdays and as an example to my kids and for DH himself.