I hate holidays. And it seems like for weeks upon weeks all anyone can talk about are their cozy families that fit the American Dream mold so well. I can’t hate anyone for that. If you’ve managed to pull it all together, why should you be denied it? But for some of us, there isn’t the family. The family is dysfunctional or non-existent. It’s filled with problems like you’ll see in sitcom families, only in real life, we don’t all accept each others’ quirks in the end. Our problems can’t be dealt with in 30 or 60 minutes.
So, holidays are a source of depression for me. I just do not have the close-knit family (or surrogate family in form of friends) that others have. If I could evade responsibility (work) by hiding out from November 1 through January 2nd, I would do it.
Anyway, I did finally see one Thanksgiving post that didn’t make me want to barf:
Queers Without Borders gives thanks to people who have worked toward social justice. I’ll take that over turkey any day.