Jolly

As much as I want to get in this warming Christmas spirit, I can't. I heard everybody's stories how wonderful and festive this is. But it's quite a different story for me. Every time someone brings the subject up,
I go all quiet and make up lies.

I will most likely wake up on Christmas morning like any other ordinary day except I will have this feeling where something's missing. An empty chill. I guess I'll just swallow the feeling of exclusion once again.

I haven't gotten any sleep yet and I've been crying all day.