I am, which is weird, because normally I don't feel this way. It's especially hitting me this year, I think, because my 3 older siblings (and their wives and kids) have all moved out of state. It's hard knowing that they no longer live close by, and that due to the distance that they live from me, I probably won't see them again until probably spring or summer. Sure, there's email and phone calls, but it's not the same as seeing them and being able to speak to them in person. Oh well, life goes on.

This year was one of the first holidays that I didn't feel depressed. I get depressed during them, not after them. I think being around my entire family makes me feel more lonely for some reason.

I hope you feel better!

Yes...I feel like crap.....too many regrets...

No way. I'm glad they are all over and looking forward to having a great year. The beginning and mid 2006 was a little rough for me. This year has started off fantastic and I'm happy!

I already took down all of my xmas decorations...I actually came home xmas night and did it. I just wanted it to all be over.

In any case, cheer up!

I'm feeling relieved and happy I've had some really rough times over the past few years and I'm enjoying this new begining.

In a way I guess I am.

New Year, New Good Times, New Bad Times, but the important thing is to take it all in stride! Chin up lady it'll be alright!

TMPletz said:

Love your tardis avatar! I love the new Doctor Who, the Scottish guy..he is so cute.



Oh and yes, i have always hated January..i'm feeling pretty low right now.

BlueOrchid said:

That's right! I gotta change my holiday-themed avatar.

But thank you for the compliment.

psychodelicide said:

a little bit. not so much though, because for some odd reason i feel positive about 2007

XxAxX said:

psychodelicide said:

Oh Man, 'cyde. That's awful about your family, but chin up if you can. Life's a crazy, killer circus. Let it be as ridiculous as it seems. Your family's no farther from you than they were before. Just like the tricycle I just ditched upon moving last month isn't gone from my mind just because I finally threw it by the dumpster. I held on to that pink rusting monster from childhood, dragging it with each move from backyard to patio to porch. I never longed for it until I had to move again, worried I'd have to grow up and finally toss it. I grasped that squeaking rustmachine like it was my only way to hold onto my old, happier life. My dad was poor when I was a tyke and couldn't afford me a new one. He found it behind a dumpster at his work and sanded, sprayed, and oiled it and I never knew it wasn't new. I rode it until my legs knocked against the handlebars and I couldn't take the bruises on my knees. Last week, I put it behind my apartment complex's dumpster, finally, knowing that not having it has nothing to do with memories or happiness. Shit, maybe some poor bastard will try and make it a new tricycle again for his little girl. Maybe he'll spraypaint it blue and some boy will also keep it until the pathetic age of 24. i don't even know what I'm typing anymore. I'm on flu medication and I'm on fire. Anyone who doesn't feel like they're on fire needs to turn off the spigot before they THEMSELVES start to rust, bitches. All of you. 2007's the best year yet. My birthday's in days and already turning out to be legendary. I've survived a quarter of a decade through depression, abuse, near-suicide, and I laugh at it all, knowing that we create the monsters in our heads. I'm fucking responsible for my newfound happiness and the shrugging-off of all my former troubles. You are, too. That's the best thing about getting older. I can't wait 'til 50!!!!!

Please don't read that, and just read this: you're only unhappy because you want to be.

yes, I hate the holidays to begin with, and I always find myself blue after the holidays.

I think im going to ban thanksgiving and xmas this year.