I’m sick of hearing people talk about how the holidays are hard for them because they have to spend time with their families. Why am I sick of it, you ask? Two reasons:

  1. What the fuck does it say about our community that being with your family is that bad?
  2. I’m bored of hearing it.

Being with my family is difficult too. It’s got its pressures, its uncomfortable parts, its stresses, its expectations, its tension and bickering. It’s not what I wish it would be. I get it. But what’s the point of being part of a family if you have to dread spending just one holiday with them?? I mean, if they beat you, then don’t go. But otherwise, try and enjoy these people – at least because if you’re ungrateful for them, you’re gonna feel guilty when they die.