I Didn't Always Hate Christmas But ...Here I am to share my story with you.
I loved christmas, until I got 17 years old. Many bad things happened in my life, so I end up having no friends, generally, no one cares about me except my family. Until 17 years old I loved christmas, I loved seeing the christmas trees, the music, the life. But until there.
Christmas for me and especially new years eve, is the worst thing for me. I'm so depressed, that I want to get anesthesia this period or just move to north pole along with polar bears.
While others are having fun and so on, I am totally depressed and all I do is crying, because I can't see any future for me, and all I hope is to have an acciedent and die. I am alone, despite I have my family. I have no friends to have fun, I have nothing. When I see and hear about christmas stuff, the anger is getting bigger and bigger. All I want to say is go all to hell and leave me alone.
That's my story, sad but true.