An unfestive ramble

A few people are going to be pissed off at me this year as I'm not getting anybody any presents; and I will be upset and embarressed if any come my way; unless it's Mogodon or Valium to get me through the 'festive' season. Give me festive spirit(s) like Whiskey or Gin anyday. All I want for Christmas is to be with my family. I don't go home often anymore because it gets more upsetting to leave after each visit. I think a change of scene is in order…

Life has betrayed me. People are cold and shallow. And I am alone.

Welcome to the world of reactive depression.