Things I won't miss about exh this Christmas

[Wilhamenawonka]

I've been a little down this week thinking about Christmas on my own with the kids. Very what's point about it all.

Then i remembered how he used to go round the house looking for his presents like a little kid before confessing with a sad face.
Uuugh. It makes my fanny shrivel just thinking about it.
Add to that all the wife work and lack of thought from him every year and it suddenly doesn't look too bad.

Anyone else got a good tale of freedom?

This is my first Christmas as a single person. Makes me sad as I've told my ex he can have DC on Christmas day, but this thread is helping me remind myself why I chose to be single!

• Him always saying he 'has to work' on the day that we have a family thing with my family - he NEVER came, I used to have to go on my own and just felt so alone when all my siblings had their partners and there was me dealing with our DC knowing full well he could have been there if he wanted to

• I had to wrap everything, organise everything, cook everything on the day - he also would buy his own presents for DC so it was like we were separated anyway

• I had to sort all gifts for family and then had to drive us all over and socialise with them the whole time whilst he lazed about doing nothing

• Not wanting what he got me but having to pretend I liked it, also spending a lot on him when I know full well he wouldn't use/appreciate what I got him

• Him moaning about mess, being OCD about wrapping paper being on the floor whilst DC were opening presents

To name a few...

Meow it is sad and everyone on here will understand that. We are joking and saying these things but the reason Christmas is a big deal for us is because it throws into relief the difference between the perfect; the fantasy; our hopes for our and our children's lives, and what the reality was, and that's what you've identified.

Her snoring on the settee and daft giving of presents throughout the day, her grumpy son and the most boring New Years evening with her friends, the dogs the stupid walks will miss the big house in the country and the open fire though.

Oh god, this thread is depressing (because I'm still stuck with the miserable fuck) I'm never having another relationship again

Christmas Eve will be 2 years since I dumped my cheating rat of an ex.

The things I don't miss about him:

His letters to Santa every year. He's 30+ ffs.

Being made to wear a revealing, sparkly dress each year whilst he slobbed in his dressing gown. This year I've got a gingerbread print dress which is long sleeved and I can team with leggings. Much comfier

I would buy him something he wanted but he would get me cuddly toys or smellies that were tested on animals. He knew my feelings on animal testing too

Banned from listening to Christmas songs on Christmas Eve as they were manufactured crap and his heavy metal music was far more superior. If I did play them, he would shout la, la, la loudly over them until I turned them off.

Anyway have a good one everyone

My Ex didn't believe in Xmas. So I wasn't allowed to decorate or play Xmas music. He bitched about money spent on gifts for my family. He refused to buy me a gift. We didn't contribute to the Xmas meal.

But he still expected to be given gifts and certainly stuffed his face with food. Then he'd leave the party without a thank you.

The look on his face the year no one bought him gifts was priceless. I booted him out shortly thereafter.

I wasn't allowed to watch Christmas movies either. He would sit on the sofa with a face like a slapped arse if I was watching one and said that I needed to grow up.

He would also deliberately spill his drink on my dress and made it look like an accident.

Waving mistletoe around proudly and demanding kisses under it. He had terrible tuna breath.

Worrying on the run up to it whether or not he would have the money to contribute to the gifts for HIS dd and family. Watching him steadily get pissed on xmas day after his obligatory 1 pint in the local - watching him later in the day acting like he was life and soul of the party and pretending he was mr successful when he couldnt buy food but could drink himself stupid every weekend! So glad to be away from him.

His letters to Santa haha wtf!

I know MrsDc7. I was . He got all hurt when I questioned it and said I was picking on him.