Oh my god HELP ME. Guilted into a stupid massive fifty quid Christmas tree from the garden centre and one of those metal stands with the twisting screws to grip it and IT WILL NOT STAY STRAIGHT.
I know I’m autistic and a grinch but I’m not a monster so I can’t throw the itchy ugly uneven needle dropping monstrosity straight in the garden bin: DS 9 and DS 6 have already named it fucking Nathaniel.
Every year the sensory overload of clutter and glitter and shite turns me into a sea witch and I’m doing my best but TELL ME THERE IS A HACK OR A STAND that will stop me ending up serving life in prison.
Please. Please. PLEASE.