Sitting here on my couch alone on Christmas Day. It's been like this for the last 4 years. I'm so jealous of families that get together and cherish every moment of Christmas. We don't even have a tree up. Going on 4 years without presents too. All I was lucky enough to get this year was a beanie and a pair of jeans, but not from my family. I know that I should be grateful that I have a roof over my head and what not, but I still hate being miserable around the holidays. I don't even want to bother my friends because they're all with family. It's just stuff like this that really beats me up.












