Anyways, I'm hoping 2018 will be a better year! My resolutions include reading more books and exercising at least a little bit. I also just imagined last night what my next Christmas is going to look like: traveling all by myself to some very warm land with white sands (the Caribbean, for example?), setting up a Christmas "tree" (any little potted plant I can find) in my hotel room , going to the beach, eating sushi for Christmas meal, swimming in a lagoon, opening three (I imagined three would be the perfect amount) little presents I got myself, drinking wine out in the terrace and smoking cigarettes. A paradise!! This Christmas was just like any other Christmas to me: my parents insulting and hurting me, me feeling like shit, going to my BF's folks who are SO normal and having a good time, then fighting with my BF when he gets drunk. All in all good moments and such HORRIBLE moments. And it made me think this time, that I'll never be able to spend Christmas like I'd like to: peacefully, no fighting. For a lot of people I hope Christmas is a wonderful holiday, but for me there will always be this bruise: my family. There's NEVER (or maybe like once!) been a Christmas with them when we didn't fight, when I didn't end up crying, attacked, feeling panicky and scared and unsafe. And I really love Christmas. I'd want to spend it peacefully and enjoying myself. So I figured, probably the only way for that ever to happen is to be ALONE. And travel somewhere far away and warm, where nothing will remind you of home, but I wouldn't mind if there was a little Christmas festivities going. We'll see if I'll have the courage to really travel alone but right now I would if I had the time and money. Hopefully I'll remember this next year and actually book a trip for just moí! :D
This was a bit of a vent, I'll just say that I DO NOT mean to blame anyone; I'm just opening up about how I feel right now. So you know :)
When all was still well.. I got the poison apple mug from my BF! <3 LOVE |
The morning @ BF's parents. |