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Originally Posted by apocalipstic
Ohh yeahhh.
So Christmas eve I was supposed to go to my adopted Aunt's house. I love her, but its always drama with people remembering my Mom and thinking my father (all adopted) killed her. I have an uncle who always says :Ohhh your are Martha's adopted daughter, your mother was a saint" then he collapses in a corner to cry. I am not making this up.
Anyway, so I woke up Christmas eve a WRECK. I cried till 11am, when Cynthia suggested Valium and a nap. She woke me up at 6, after I had missed the entire thing asking if I was going to spend Christmas Eve with her.
I have yet to call my aunt to apologize and feel horrible for being such a baby and Cynthia having to deal with me.
On a good note Christmas day at Cynthia's family's house was wonderful and a great time was had by all. 
Hopefully my therapist can help with how to handle the skipping of Christmas Eve. I suck. suck suck |
YOU DO NOT SUCK, not at all. I do hope your therapist can help more, but don't keep thinking you suck because you don't.