
I find national holidays and birthdays to be the most stressful time of year. I know I'm not alone in this, but my stress doesn't come from battling frantic shoppers on the high street, nor panicking about what to buy that cousin you don't-really-like-but-should-probably-buy-something-for-anyway. I didn't want to post this while people were feeling fiercely festive, as I feel people would look at their mince pies and hot cider and feel terribly sorry for me. I'm certainly not trying to rally up sympathy. I was brought up at a Jehovah's Witness. I never used to celebrate Christmas, or Birthdays or Easter and certainly not Halloween, and so to me, it's a complete baffling minefield. Why do people get so obsessive over such an expensive and extravagant holiday? What is eggnog anyway? Why is Santa so fat, and why aren't kids afraid of sitting on some strange man's knee?! Who or what is a Grinch!? Oh god, I give up!
As perhaps you can gather, I'm no longer a Jehovah's Witness and I stopped attending meetings when I was around 18 years old. (The reasons behind that are another story altogether and I'll happily answer any questions in a follow up post should you chose to ask them.) But this all means that I've been thrown into the world of holidays and celebrations and have no idea whatsoever what's going on.


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