That's it really. I have come to hate Christmas, primarily because of DH.
From mid-November until the New Year he's always, always either tired, or ill, or grumpy, or angry, or all four. I get the same rant every year about how he hates the build up, hates the pressure he gets from his parents for ideas for presents to buy our kids, hates the pressure he feels to get something for his parents who don't give him any ideas in return & who say 'oh we're easy', how there's never anything in the shops he wants to buy anyone, how whenever he thinks of something good to buy someone no-one sells it, how the shops are full of expensive tat.
He can be a grumpy middle-aged man at the best of times but this time of year it really, really brings me down. This year seems worse than ever. He's hardly talking to me, seems withdrawn, silent. The most animated he's been for the last week was when when a friend popped in for a drink last night and he had a rant about work.
It just seems he has nothing positive to say about anything any more. I'm probably not being fair on him & it all seems worse late at night, but I don't know how to handle it any more.
Every year it gets worse, every year I feel sadder and sadder about Christmas.
Tell me I'm not alone in this, please? Tell me how to cope? 😥