I used to enjoy Christmas. It was so fun. The tree and the wonderful atmosphere my family would have during that time. Now, it feels like the 38th parallel. There is just so much tension. It’s sort of humorous in a way, just waiting until something bad happens so the volcano can erupt, and we can all just talk like normal people. I am in no way saying I hate my family during holidays. The tension just kills me.
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