Important message: if you wonder this year where your Christmas present is, I officially quit Christmas and presents and everything related to eating, fake smiling and fake happiness. Instead, I will participate in cause of buying washing machine. So don't you dare gifting me anything or hugging me, or fake or real smiling my way, or bugging me why I don't sit down to the big tree and listen to poems you read from the paper just because you have to and not because you mean to say those words. Christmas songs are different story, but I don't want to listen to them either, not in the way you perform them. This might sound harsh and a little mean, but I am so tired of pretending we are all one big, happy family, when I know the reality.

So please, just leave me alone. It will be a lot happier Christmas for me and you. I promise.