I've been in this serious funk for days now. Even though the Holiday mayhem is over with, I still can't shake these rotten feelings today. I don't know whether to punch a wall, or drink myself into oblivion or just cry.
I guess it has a lot to do with the fact that I feel that I've been played for a fool, specifically by my family and "friends".
I spent a LOT of money on gifts that I thought that people would like, only to have lukewarm reactions at best. Not even a thank you. Mom made it plainly known that she HATED the $200 coat I bought for her. I'll never forget the look of borderline disgust on her face when she opened her gift. Now, incidentally it also did not fit her. So like a good son I myself went to exchange it for her for the right size, and when I returned to her house with the right size, she didn't even bother to try it on. She just coldly said "Just hang it up in the closet."
Part of the joy of giving is that you get to see the look of joy on the recipient, am I right? Otherwise it's a wasted effort.
Then there was the night I was visiting my best friend & his family (his firstborn daughter is my goddaughter) and he does not understand that the telephone is a TWO WAY device. In other words, every time we speak, I always have to be the one to initiate the phone call. He can never pick up the phone to call me. I always have to dial HIM.
Even worse, neither he nor his wife ever bother to return any of my messages whenever they're NOT available. Then when I don't call, months pass by, and suddenly it's MY fault that we haven't spoken for so long.
He finally called me up the day before his gathering to invite me over. That night at the gathering he had the nerve to tell me that "I don't come around often enough". Aaaarrrrrrgggghhhh!
The coat incident with Mom and my best friend's lack of courtesy to pick up a phone are perfect examples of how I go through lots of time, trouble and expense for NOTHING.
As a result, my contempt for the holiday season grows stronger and stronger every year.
To hell with the family. I'm nothing but a damn doormat in their eyes. And every year, every holiday I return for more of their disrespect and abuse.
What's wrong with me? Why do I do this? I'm not the type of person to just take crap from people. I just don't get it. And I wish I could shake this funk.
I go through the same crap evey year which I now realize is a big fat WASTE.
I don't expect anyone to understand.