I just found out I have to go to my mom's boyfriend's parents house on Christmas.
Last year, I liked seeing them because they were some sad excuse for a family I barely even have. This year, I'm really not looking forward to it.
My mom shouldn't even be dating this guy. They've been on and off for literally 20 years, give or take a few, and it's only a matter of time before he turns into a jerk again and she feels like shit right up until the next time she has a boyfriend or gets back together with him. So no, I don't really feel like being around his family, especially on Christmas. Enough is enough.
Not to mention it's all adults there except for myself, my brother and his niece and nephew who are 6 and 9 or something like that. So the entire time, my brother and I are expected to spend time with those two kids. But this year, because Taylor's 19, I wouldn't be surprised if he didn't have to. Greeeeaaaaaat.

I'm trying to think positively about this and bring back my excessive Christmas cheer but just jkfnsdknfs.