How To Survive Christmas (And All Its Stresses)

Christmas is roast potatoes. Cracker jokes!
Christmas is partying. Carols.
Candy canes. Drinking!
Christmas is Stressful.
Ohh yaya!
And then you look in it.
The big meal. Urrrrrrr
The christmas meal.
It’ll be like a lot. It’ll be like, a leg of lamb. It’ll be like, a roll of turkey.
You’re gonna have like, 3 kinds of pies and like 5 cakes because why not.
Like a big brisket or whatever it is of like, beef. So much!
And they’re like, “ Oh, you better eat some more!” But then on the flipside, when
I eat a lot, they’re like, “Ohh, chunky.” And I’m like, “You guys are making me
feel really weird about food right now.” It’s also, if you don’t eat can make you
look quite ungrateful. You know, if you’re like, “Oh, I’ll just have a little bit.”
And your mum spent like, you know - “I’ve slaved over this!”
It’s like, glamorised to overeat. And then suddenly by January in the new year it’s
like, Ok you’ve got to lose like, 10 stone. Just think there’s a lot of like, people
just get really down from over-eating and over-drinking.
I say just be guilt free about what you eat and yeah,just enjoy yourself.
This isn’t the last meal I’m ever gonna have. This isn’t the last christmas thing
I’m ever going to enjoy. Unless you die! So don’t die is the tip.
Our next topic is? Family. Uhh this is about family.
Oh I love my family. Erreeeee
Have you ever had like proper christmas family beef?
Then my brother tried to help him up, and Grandad tried to punch him.
And then, my 2 brothers, started having this really aggressive argument.
Then Mum tried to punch Grandad, for trying to punch my brother.
Like, your sitting at the table, you’re having christmas dinner, and all of a sudden
people are like, “What are you doing with your life? Who are you dating?”
Actually it was my friend’s mums and dads, not mine. They always ask me, am I still a
lesbian? Family like, always on my case being like,
“Oh you’re not a very good muslim. Oh you’re not a very good woman.”
Because I’ve had depression, really badly my whole life. I think sometimes, it’s hard
because I don’t know what I’m going to be like when I turn up.
Think about what you need and what you want. Is it going to be beneficial to have a confrontation?
Probably not. If I find it all a bit much at christmas,
sometimes I go upstairs and I put the bathroom taps on, and I close my eyes and pretend I’m
going on holiday. And the taps are a waterfall. I also love that like, I’m not alone in
this. Because for so long I thought my family’s just so messed up. It’s embarrassing.
Everyone’s family is dysfunctional as fuuuu[ck]. We’re all messed up.
So, the category is cards and presents. Oh god.
My mum gets me weird presents. She once got me a massage bar for couples.
But one year, he gave me and my little sister the exact same giraffe print bag.
She also used to get me really sexy underwear. I also got another bag with supposedly my
face painted on it. That was from my mum. I’ve gotten like, you know, like girly shit.
Soaps and candles and like - That’s nice though.
I think soap’s one of the worst gifts. Just like, “You are a girl, here is girly
things!” “I don’t know what to get my mum and the
other women in my life, how bout, lotion and shower gel?”
As a gay woman, I think sometimes people get me gifts which they like, they want me to
have. You know like a dress? Oh noo!
A book of horoscopes? Ahh it’s like a capitalist funfair, isn’t
it? Like where everything is just free for all, I’m going to make you feel personally
crap about, not having the money to afford these lavish presents.
Yeah. You need to feel like crap if you’re not giving great gifts, but you also need
to feel like crap if you’re not getting great gifts. And I think social media only
makes that worse. My tip to deal with cards and presents wouldn’t
be, to come home drunk, and open the presents at 1am. And go “Ohh, more soap, great, thanks!”
and then throw it over your shoulder. Probably don’t do that. Now I just accept all presents
politely and pretend I like them, like an adult.
I love the food, I love relaxing, I love watching christmas movies. I love the arguments, I
love the drama. That’s why I love this weather, because
it’s an excuse to wear cheap knitwear. You can cover up any fat that you don’t feel
comfortable with. I feel like a socialite in december, I’m
not even gonna lie. I’m literally, I’m going to this event, and that event and this
event, I love it. Christmas parties!
Yeahhh! Getting a bit of like, glamour on. Yeahhh
There’s an expectation in the summer to be, happy. I love this! Because I feel like,
Christmas is the only pressure, placed within the winter months. The rest of the time, I
could just hide away. And noone says “Oh, why ain’t you coming out? Why ain’t you
coming to our barbeque mate? You having fun?” My favourite thing about christmas is just
like, yeah the indulgence. Like, you can actually take a pause, I don’t have to do this essay
right now, it’s christmas!! I don’t have to look at my emails right
now, it’s christmas!!
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