I used to be down during the holidays and kinda hated Christmas because my family wasn’t very close…especially after my grand parents passed away. I’d see my friends having huge family gatherings, exchanging expensive presents, and just being those cheesy perfect families you see in TV shows. It made me a bit jealous…but mostly sad. Me and my parents never got along and always argued, and being gay and not “out” made me feel like the black sheep of the family…making the holidays even more awkward; growing up “financially challenged” didn’t help much either.
I’m happy to say that things with my parents are much better and we actually get along…in short intervals. I’m sad to think so much time was wasted arguing and being sad…but I’m glad that’s past us. I’m also blessed to have met so many amazing people to help make the season brighter and happier. My friends are my family. I guess one reason why I always roll deep is because I always wanted one big happy family. And of course, I have my bf to make me happy every day of the year. Best Christmas present ever. Cheesy, I know. :]
Merry Christmas everyone…love each other. Be happy.