Does any one here hate christmas?

I really wish that I could hibernate. This time of year has nothing to commend itself to me. I hate the dark, cold, grey days of winter. Most of the family I have lost died in winter. The worst bullying I experienced was in the run up to christmas and at christmas work social events. Before I retired, I used to look forward to some time off work and to overindulging in food and drink. I am now more health concious, and always used to hate the mixture of hangovers and that dreadful moment of getting on the scales in January to see what damage I had done.

I think I come from an autistic family. The more I read, the more asd traits I remember in my parents. They wouldn't take part in Christmas when they became older. They had a bare minimum of contact with the outside world, once they retired. I am not as unsociable as they are, but christmas has too much socialising and even the nicest of pubs is noisy and overcrowded.

January had a strange effect, in that I would become hyperactive, crash diet, and decide I could survive by will power alone. I would focus entirely on my goals until the horrible moment of realisation came, that I was trampling over everyones feelings and great waves of resentment were hitting me from everyone I knew. I would then crawl away and hide until the worst was past. By the end of February, life would return to normal and I could look forward to spring.

Is there anything nice about this time of year?

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  • I absolutely detest Christmas and wish I could escape the whole thing. It brings back a lot of bad memories, I hate all the small talk. I can either lie about it (pretending that I have friends or go anywhere other than work and home) or tell the trut and deal with the horrified reactions. I found out that my team mates went to a Christmas meal last week and they'd kept it secret from me, which hurt as I actually thought I was able to gel with them quite well. I wish Christmas wasn't rammed down my throat; it truly depresses me.

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  • I absolutely detest Christmas and wish I could escape the whole thing. It brings back a lot of bad memories, I hate all the small talk. I can either lie about it (pretending that I have friends or go anywhere other than work and home) or tell the trut and deal with the horrified reactions. I found out that my team mates went to a Christmas meal last week and they'd kept it secret from me, which hurt as I actually thought I was able to gel with them quite well. I wish Christmas wasn't rammed down my throat; it truly depresses me.

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