I fucking hate Christmas. It is just about the worst experience ever. The last people I want to spend an extended period of time with is family. I mean anyone else I wouldn't want to see probably doesn't want to see me either.

I can already feel my anxiety rising and my stomach churning. The worst part is that I have to fly there, so I can't even have my medical marijuana with me. And I swear my parents take any opportunity they can find to remind me of all the things that I already know are wrong with me.

*sigh*

I hope the days go by quickly.