11-27-2013, 07:02 PM
During this time of year I tend to get severely depressed, borderline suicidal.
Thanksgiving in November, Christmas in December, and my Birthday in January.
These are my least favorite months of the year.
I do my best to be cheery; gloating in happiness and glee,
but it doesn't come naturally,
and is very hard to achieve.
I don't know if it's my loneliness at hand,
reminding me how these days are normally supposed to be spent:
with friends and family around a table,
laughing, bonding, and creating new great memories
that should last a lifetime.
Instead, I'll be here with my alcoholic mother,
in our trashy ghetto home,
low lit and gloomy,
in silence,
with a failed attempt in make a worthy holiday feast.
Or it could be past traumatic events that have occurred
in the recent past around this time-frame,
poking at my brain and heart
Being robbed by acquaintances/friends;a new friend/potential lover who I'd spent Thanksgiving with at his family's home, who'd killed himself on the phone with me, shortly after Christmas, and died a few days before my birthday, one he'd planned to come down to spend with me and make it grand;my mother being assaulted by my father and him being arrested for it on my Birthday (he still sits in prison today).
The list goes on... it's as if these months only pull in shitty occurrences
to further bruise my spirit.
I get flashbacks from such events,
and it makes things so much worse...
Up until I was a teen,
I used to go to a close family friend's house for every of those three months to celebrate each event,
she was my grandmother essentially,
but has since cut us off
and disappeared after going through her own personal issues.
I don't know if I'm seeking advice on how to overcome this yearly fog,
or just venting... blah..
Thanksgiving in November, Christmas in December, and my Birthday in January.
These are my least favorite months of the year.
I do my best to be cheery; gloating in happiness and glee,
but it doesn't come naturally,
and is very hard to achieve.
I don't know if it's my loneliness at hand,
reminding me how these days are normally supposed to be spent:
with friends and family around a table,
laughing, bonding, and creating new great memories
that should last a lifetime.
Instead, I'll be here with my alcoholic mother,
in our trashy ghetto home,
low lit and gloomy,
in silence,
with a failed attempt in make a worthy holiday feast.
Or it could be past traumatic events that have occurred
in the recent past around this time-frame,
poking at my brain and heart
Being robbed by acquaintances/friends;a new friend/potential lover who I'd spent Thanksgiving with at his family's home, who'd killed himself on the phone with me, shortly after Christmas, and died a few days before my birthday, one he'd planned to come down to spend with me and make it grand;my mother being assaulted by my father and him being arrested for it on my Birthday (he still sits in prison today).
The list goes on... it's as if these months only pull in shitty occurrences
to further bruise my spirit.
I get flashbacks from such events,
and it makes things so much worse...
Up until I was a teen,
I used to go to a close family friend's house for every of those three months to celebrate each event,
she was my grandmother essentially,
but has since cut us off
and disappeared after going through her own personal issues.
I don't know if I'm seeking advice on how to overcome this yearly fog,
or just venting... blah..