I’ll be honest, Christmas is tough for me. I have a hard time with the crowds and the noise they make. Even with my ear buds screwed firmly into my head and the volume on my iPod up as high as it can go, the situation gets to me and it starts to feel like my face and scalp are trying to pull themselves off of my skull.
That’s the joy of my particular brand of PTSD, it’s the gift that keeps on giving.
So imagine how I felt when I went into Costco in August and found Christmas trees and light displays. I mean we’re talking pre thanksgiving (both of them), Halloween and Remembrance day (which to my mind was more than a little disrespectful). Deep deep down, I knew this year was going to be a really long haul to make it through.
You would think that I’d have developed coping mechanisms by now. After all, the Holiday Season is a yearly thing. For the most part I have but in recent years it’s been a race of a pound of defense against twenty pounds of offense. Even bunkering down and trying to stay put only works so much. It’s impossible to barricade yourself in your house for a month and a half and not come across as more than a little nuts. Not that I can manage that on even a daily basis but you get what I’m saying. So you take a few deep breaths and venture out.
Of course, there is an upside. This condition of mine really knocks the commercialism out of everything. I really do prefer to focus on the things we do as a family. The meals we cook, the baking (my wife and daughter – for some reason baking eludes me as a cook) and the friends we visit or have visit. Back in BC, Boxing Day was always an open house for us and would almost always end in a house full of family, friends, food and live music. It’s a little bit tougher to manage out here in Mississauga and Rockband, doesn’t quite cut it in the music department.
Anyway, Black Friday is officially behind us, now the season kicks off in earnest. So do I have a Christmas wish? Yes I do. My wish is that people focus on what they have not what they want. Because happiness lies with the former and not the latter.