Originally Posted by CarolPetunia
Oh hon, yes.
I came here to the site trying to be upbeat and not say anything about it, but... yes, the very worst Christmas ever. Ever.
It was the first time in my whole life when I couldn't even be with my family during the gift exchanges. Not because I had to work or anything... just because a certain member of the family wouldn't come unless I went away.
But I just couldn't bear to miss it completely... so I went and parked my car far away and walked back and hid in a bedroom while they all had Christmas, and I sat on the floor by the bedroom door, listening.
I just can't believe how families treat each other sometimes. I'm so sorry you had a bad time of it, too.
Yep. I was trying to be brave for DH all day, but I broke down after dinner, and started crying. It's been 3 Christmases since my family disowned me, on Christmas Eve. All over my SIL's stupid sister, who was rude to DH and I over supposedly snubbing them in Sam's Club 3 years ago (we have NO memory of even seeing her and her BF/husband in Sam's Club, nor, at that time, would DH even have known them to say "Hi". This started a family fight, in which everyone took her side, even my own Mom, even though they all thought what she and SIL did to my husband and I was wrong.) Also, my brothers were overheard by DH and my friend saying that I had no right to leave Mom, and get married, and should've stayed with her, to take care of her. Oh, wait a minute--I forgot--they DO speak to my DH now, but ignore me when I'm standing right next to him (this is a different SIL and brother). Their stupid, lazy son (my nephew, whom I adored when he was a baby), did likewise. They said "Hi" to DH; shot me a dirty look, then walked away. This was in Mom's house; when I told her about it, she didn't seem upset, nor does she when she mentions the family functions she had been to (didn't she ever wonder why I wasn't there? Because I wasn't invited, that's why.) I even have a new niece, born last March (I think), but no one cared to tell me, and I don't even know her name. Mom let it slip the other day that she was invited to their annual "family" Xmas party. Hope she enjoyed it.
Even though I dislike the idiots I must call "family", it just breaks my heart that I only have DH to celebrate Christmas with. I love him so much, but you know what I mean. I have a family only 3 miles away, but it's like they're dead. I'm lucky to have DH's folks, who are wonderful, but they're not my flesh and blood family; besides, they live 3 hrs. away. All I want is to have a family to share happy times with, and cook a big meal for. I don't expect holidays to be perfect (and God knows, it never was growing up--Dad is another story I won't bore you with), but it's so sad and so lonely. I keep thinking about all of the houses on our street, most of which must have happy families and the sound of little kids right now. This is when I wish I had kids even more than usual. I told DH this tonight, and he said, "Do you want to make one?". Don't I wish, but I can't.
Sorry to be such a whiner. I know there are so many others out there with much more tragic Christmas stories than mine, and I know I should be grateful for what I have. I know of least 1 family in my development, who must be having a rotten Xmas--3 little boys, whose Mom hanged herself last Spring. I feel so bad for them.