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Reasons why I strongly dislike Christmas

Personally,I am quite Grinch when it comes to the subject of holidays in general,especially Christmas.For as long as I can remember,I have strongly disliked Christmas with every piece of my being.Last year,I got to the point of literally hating it.
I suppose it all goes back to the days when I was really little.
I never really had a nice Christmas celebration thing,simply because I nevevr got the idea of it all.Family reunions are just another thing that fits very well to my etremely-stressful-events category,simply because I actually hate 99% of those people,and having to sit at a table and act nice to them literally makes my brain hurt and makes me wanna get my eyeballs out of my head.So,of course,I'd mainly just peacefully state that I do not by any means feel like going anywhere to waste my time,and I would rather,as a usual kid,like to stay the heck at home and watch some lame ass Disney movies or Christmas movies or anything.This would normally lead to World War 3 in my family,so it wasn't very nice.
Also,I believe that Christmas presents are something just stresseful as Hell,because,again,as a kid,I would never actually be patient enough to wait for the Christmas morning,so my sister and I would go all pro about hunting those gifts down to wherever 'Santa' had hidden them all.Yeah,that's just the way I roll.
Presents are just annoying.You are enver actually going to get what you want,because,let's be honest,nothing appeals to you as much as soon as you get your hands on it.You could basically be my best friend,or even my own self,and I would still end up not knowing what you like and just get you something lame and silly and annoying.For me,I guess that the things I really want for Christmas can't give to me by that supernatural being we call Santa Claus.I'd just be puking dreams and rainbows under a Christmas tree.
Another thing I strongly dislike is the fact that most people think of Christmas as the magical moment when the entire family and all the people we love just get together and act happy.I mean,dude,get real.If you love me,you could as well love me on the other 364 days of the year(but the same theory applies to Valentine's and Easter and idek).I mean,you don't need a silly excuse to be with those you love.If you want something,go get it.
The one thing that pisses me off is the enitre let's-praise-the-lord-for-he-has-come thing.Dude,again,get your goddamn facts straight.Historical studies have shown that Jesus' birth was around the fall season.However,the period that we celebrated around was an excuse for Christians to get another holiday close to the Winter Solstice so that people would give up on their 'unholy feasts' and stuff,since I suppose they can't really be called holidays,can they?Another thing that happened to so many pre-christian celebrations.
Lastly,I personally find most of the atmosphere simply obnoxious.I mean,those ugly sweaters are too much.The ugly decorations make me go all Macklesmore and 'whut whut' about it.I may be the one person that hates like absolute hell the 'Home alone' movies that make their way on my TV all throughout the holiday season.I absolutely hate them.The carols are just stupid.Caroling is stupid.Plus,do I have to talk about how people eat and drink as pigs,just as if they'd go all Tantalus the next day.I am not a Christmas person.I am just entirely not into it at all.
The one thing that I find most annoying of all may be that there is rarely any snow around Christmas time,when I just want everything to go on stand-by mode and be fairy tale like,just because that is the way I want it to.
However,I have been trying to push myself into trying to enjoy Christmas this year,so let's see how this goes.

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