like, it’s still dark at 5pm, there are barely any sports on, still bitterly cold and austere and it hurts to go outside, but you’re not even looking forward to christmas or the new year. the new year is here, and it’s largely the same as last year. except you’re getting older.
The holidays are a drain and I’m grateful they’re over with. We’ve got better things we could be doing.
This is me as well. The stress of the holidays brings me to the brink of collapse until I get to go back to normalcy again. I hate December.