It feels like someone stole my Christmas cheer.
Someone green-eyed with jealousy stole something I bought for myself. And while it was $15 it was a lot to me. I work hard and I've bought gifts for almost everyone else. I really need this to be a good Christmas because it feels like I just can't shake the bad things that has happened to me.
It's only hurting me to dwell on it but I just can't shake it. I went to sleep and now woke up thinking about it. It just makes me feel like what's the point? Whats the point of scraping and saving to the point of not eating just to have someone steal from you within 5 minutes of you finally treating yourself?
I have 5 more gifts to get.... but I really don't feel like spending my money. So most likely they will be handmade with a hope that they will be appreciated. If not then whatever.
The grinch stole my Christmas ... I wish I could hand-make it back.
