Hurting...

I think I've all but given up on Christmas. It's just not worth it to me anymore. I try to be thoughtful, and it either backfires on me, or I get yelled at, or both.

I'm really grateful to my ex boyfriend, who has kinda become my best friend... You see, I bought some games for my nephews and my sister in law doesn't want me to give them anything for Christmas. He offered to pay me for the presents I already bought. I don't think I'll have him pay me full price for them though, if I have him pay me for them at all, because my other option would have been to give them to charity. He'll give then to his son: a charitable cause, right?

I bought some pajamas for my sister before she told me what she wanted for Christmas. They are a really nice pair of pajamas, and I didn't spend a lot on them. She's demanding I return then and get her something five times as expensive. So, I'm just keeping the pajamas for myself. I'll use them in Maryland.

Which is another thing I'm stressed over. I really need this job. I really need to move out, because my sister is driving me crazy.

Oh, and on a happy note, my mom told me tonight that I returned home from Maryland mad at my family and the world. Gee, could it be the fact that I was treated like an actual person while I was in Maryland, instead of being walked all over?

I don't even want to spend Christmas with my family this year. How sad is that?