Day 359 / 365 - Hiding from Christmas

Found him trembling scared in the corner this morning, then ran upstairs to hide away.

He hates Christmas, just like me. I was happy to sit with him for the morning to comfort him!

I was really starting to enjoy it this year, and then I woke up this morning and remembered my parents stupid traditions and why I hate it.

Really cannot wait for next year. Wherever I will be living, I will NOT be coming home for Christmas. Would rather spend it alone. At least then I can enjoy the day how I want to, not posed, fake and organised as if its the filming of the next big movie.