It's that time of year
When my husband was diagnosed kidney disease my life turned upside down. It's also when my health started to really go south. I became a widow 1 1/2 years later. My son and I had to live off the check I received as his death benefits from his dad and food stamps cause I kept getting denied disability. Celebrating holidays just weren't the same nor could be afforded. Then when I got with my torturous abusive ex his Christmas present to me was the first time his hit me. I hate holidays. Even worse my daughter quit having anything to do with me due to my flashbacks. Which also removed my grandsons from my life. She use to invite me over for every holiday, even offering to pick me up. My youngest son moved 45 minutes away but we talk on the phone at least once a week. When I was a kid growing up, families put their differences aside and all got together every holiday. That's what holidays mean to me. Instead I spend them alone. So instead of holiday season; it's depression season for me.