Halloween means just 56 more days until Christmas
Thursday October 30, 2008 | OnWhen I was younger, Halloween was my favourite holiday because it had fun and candy and costumes, but I always felt bad if I said Halloween was my favourite. I felt like I was being selfish and unappreciative if I liked anything more than Christmas – after all, Christmas has all that family and food and presents, I had better say it was what I liked the most or I’d get presents taken away from me. As a result, I always said I liked Christmas the most, even though I hated to do it.
I liked Halloween. It let me be something I wasn’t. This year, I have nowhere to go, even if I do have a costume already.
I almost got to the level where I liked what I was enough to not care whether I could be something else, but that got dashed before it even had a chance.
Once Halloween is over, the Christmas season will rear its ugly head, and I’ll remember why I hate winter even moreso. Granted, Christmas used to make me happy when I could look for just the right gift for someone and do right by them, but it just doesn’t do anything for me.
Almost all my gift-giving is done with extreme care and carefulness. I make sure to really consider what a person would want and what they would gain a lot of use out of – I don’t want to give them useless crap they’ll never look at again.
I don’t like recieving gifts. It makes me feel bad, in fact. This year, I don’t want gifts at all, and if someone does get one for me I want it to be from my Amazon wishlist. It’s something I was planning on buying myself anyway, and it’s something I’ll definitely enjoy.
The Christmas Creep is getting to me. Yesterday on the bus, there was a woman with her arms full of wrapping paper. I’ve been seeing decorations and bows in almost every store I go into for over two weeks. This morning, the newstable had a flyer with “this week’s holiday deals” on it – and I’m not talking the actual holiday.
I just don’t want winter to be here at all. Christmas gets more and more bitter with every year.