CIMDHOG

I hate Christmas…well may be not, but my feelings for Christmas have gradually moved from the feeling of ecstasy from my young, free and naïve self to a feeling of mutual acknowledgement, that is, I acknowledge it as a holiday, season of joy, season of cheer, blah blah blah, and it acknowledges me as a mortal that just needs a timeout. I had been on this stage and we seemed to have managed our relationship quite well up until recently when my feelings for the “precious” holiday seem to have disintegrated. This time I’m quite sure had gone up the ladder or in this case down the ladder at least by two to three steps because my feeling of acknowledgement have disintegrated to a feeling of pure boredom. While I still see it has a timeout out, I feel Christmas holiday helps to bring out issues that would have normally remained quiet on daily stress. Issues such as: “how the hell did I end up spending all of my savings on nothing?”, upcoming rite of passage to adulthood, being thrown ...

This is to wish you a wondrous Christmas, and hope you have a splendid day

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"So,tell us about yourself"...no matter the platform either physically or virtually, this statement causes me some form of anxiety. The cause of the anxiety is not far fetched, it's just that I don't know what to say, not that I am tongue-tied or in awe of my personality, which I wish I was, but the truth is that am usually speechless because there is nothing to talk about. Unlike some other people who have been victorious with their journey of self discovery (these people I imagine to be everyone else except me), I am still struggling in the midst of the journey of self discovery. Many a times when this statement pops up I switch to auto pilot and make something up that I think is close to who I think I am, or who I want to be.