I love christmas I really do. I know it's extra work and everything, but I adore it and always have. I love choosing presents for people, I love cooking the meal etc etc...
but no matter what I do the thought of spending half the day with my family on christmas makes me feel sick to my stomach. I can't not see them and I do arrange it so we spend only a few hours with them and for a large part of that they will be out and I will be in the kitchen cooking.
But I know the moment I walk through the door I will be shouted at, and noone will be speaking to one another. People will scream/shout/storm out all morning. The presents I have got for them will be grimaced at and comments about 'materialism' will be made, my dinner will be criticised and pulled to pieces with 'it was lovely but...' while my sister's one small contribution will be praised to the heavens and it will generally be a horrible atmosphere and I will be on edge all the time.
The presents they get me will be a) the one idea I could think of that I wanted (with comments about how busy they are basically making me feel how little I mean to them that they don't want to put any effort into getting me something) or b) something I absolutely hate and despise (showing how little they think about me and my interests, which hurts). While the presents I have spent ages choosing for them will be cast aside.
I cannot stand the constant fighting and the constant being on edge. I cannot get out of it (at least for this year) and I have cut it down to a minimum and we will have a lovely afternoon.
But part of the problem is the afternoon will be lovely cos we will be with dp's family and the guilt that I actually get on with them and yet dread spending time wiht my own and the differences between the two will be magnified.
I have issues with my family as it is (as some will know). BUt it's like a black cloud. I've been pretending it doesn't exist but it does.
And the worst part is I hate seeing how unhappy they all are, but instead of finding a solution (i.e. stop treating everyone like shit) they blame others (usually me) for their unhappiness. ANd i hate seeing those I love unhappy.
And I hate seeing my lovely dp go through the charade of being nice to them when he wants to scream at them and them treating him like shite because he's broken one of their 'rules' (obviously cos he didn't know about it and it is insane illogical).