Or enjoying the company of your cats/dog/fish instead of being with abusive asshole.
This is geared towards LGBT folks (and specifically the author is a person of colour) , but it applies to anyone who has been abused by their families and who chooses to stay away during the holidays and choose self-love over “tradition”.
This is the first Christmas in more than decade that I’ve looked forward to. And 100% has to do with the fact that I fell in love this year and we are spending (our first) holidays together. First with my choosen family as I always do, then with his family like he always does. But I still am not going “traditionally home” for Christmas, and I probably never will again. The fact that my boyfriend understands this (but also that I don’t want to 100% cut out my family, but that I set clear boundaries) is one of the reasons that I fell in love with him.
But I didn’t have him for so many years and I understand those of you for whom the holidays are just a shitty pile of shit shit. I see you. I raise my glass in solidarity.
And to all of you on Groupthink - I wish you a Holiday full of self care, cookies and wine :-)