Dear Friends,
So as I prepare for this weekend, I already shared why I hate and dread this time of the year. Some people think I am bei ng melodramatic because it is the holidays. I suffer from depression. So why in the hell would I be happy about the end of the year? I might be living in the country but I am not that festive. I am not trying to spread holiday cheer. I'm not trying to ruin others festive mood but do I have to explain why I am not festive. So you know why I hate this time of the year? Well I explained part of it with the ex and the cops. The other part is simple. Basically a tradition ended a couple years ago. My great aunt was the one to do Thanksgiving. Christmas is a different story that I will explain during christmas eve. My great aunt had parkinson's disease and other ailments. So before she got sick, that was the end of Thanksgiving.
Well as I think about people that celebrate with families, I tend to be alone during this time of the year. That's because I think after my great aunt getting sick, I just try to get to the beginning of the new year. I am happy to see this year end because it started off on the foot. I keep thinking that I keep doing the same thing over and over with my life and with my love life. Get hurt, move on, find someone new, fall for them then see the first part. I said that I was happier away from Detroit. I said that because I was under the assumption of love. I will get through this year but it will be hard. So for those who wanted to know, there you go.
Eugene Chandler III
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