#lonely christmas

[abbyslev]

spending christmas with my sister, maybe holidays aren’t so bad💝

[dbaydenny]

Christmas comes sadly

to the person all alone,

perhaps old ghosts loom

in the eve's lingering dreams,

perhaps only whistling winds.

.

D W Eldred

[p-nymph]

Why is there no Kathryn Hahn shaped present under my 10inch Christmas tree?!

I’ve been a VERY good girl this year :<

[notastraykid]

I just want to be curled up on someone's lap whilst they slowly stroke my hair. Not even in a romantic way, I'm just craving comfort this evening and feeling a little lonely.

[ellatrap]

Merry Christmas to all my blog readers equally! Today I've taken xanax and methylphenidate again and a little alcohol and smoked a cloud and I'm really horny

[praints]

Christmas eve

Mindlessly scrolling through my social media, I saw a short video of a couple happily kissing each other's faces with lipstick marks being left.

I then took a screenshot and looked at my own reflection realizing my own depression accompanied with body dysmorphia is starting to kick again.

I am simply unable to be happy.

[monstera-queen]

i'm stuck spending christmas alone due to poor weather conditions and i feel like i should be more upset than i am

my friends and coworkers who were able to make it home are all acting so sorry for me. but it seems like they all had warm, loving, and normal families to go home to.

holidays in my family are usually dramatic and emotionally exhausting. i almost feel relieved that i didn't have to endure the chaos... or face my sister.

we all have love for each other in our own ways but it's not normal. my friends, new and old, never seem to get it.

why do i feel so guilty for not being sad enough

[upfromtheashessurvivorsblog]

If anyone needs someone to talk to on Christmas, consider me a message away!

[ana-swritings]

Merry December 2022 - Day 18

Day 18 of Merry December

Prompt: Lonely Christmas

Fandom: S.W.A.T

Pairing: David "Deacon" Kay x OFC (Cecilia)

Words: 663

T.W.: N/A

Summary: A broken heart.

Spending Christmas alone was never the plan, but now it looked like it just might become a reality for David, as the days creeped up fast and Christmas seemed to be just around the corner. He wished it wasn’t like this, but it was what was necessary to keep Cecilia and the kids safe.

It all started a few months ago, with gifts being sent without a card to HQ or to his house, and soon it had evolved into getting phone calls in the middle of the night and threatening messages left in their cars, with the target being Cecilia.

David called the local precinct after the first one, filling a report and hoping the detective would be able to catch whoever was behind it. But time passed and somehow his stalker found out about that initial police report which seemed to anger his stalker even more than his relationship with Cecilia.

It all came to a crashing halt when Cecilia was pushed off the road on her way home. Up until that moment it had been just threats, words said and written in anger, but after Cecilia almost lost her life when a big SUV pushed her off the road and into a ditch, David decided that it was enough. He wasn’t going to put her life in any more danger.

This had happened a week before, and even though David knew it was the right decision, it still hurt him having to send Cecilia and the kids away. They had talked about it and even if Cecilia didn’t fully agree and wanted to stay with him and face whatever this stalker threw at them, she eventually agreed for the sake of the kids.

Now, David was sitting all alone in his living room, going through the many pictures he had on his phone of himself and Cecilia with the kids, a glass of scotch in his hand and an empty bottle on the floor next to him. Pushing the tears away, the only thing that gave him solace was knowing that Cecilia and the kids were safe and that the stalker didn’t know where they were.

His phone began ringing in his hand. Checking the caller ID, he saw it was Hondo calling. Answering the call, he greeted his best friend and made small talk with him for a few minutes, declining once again Hondo’s invitation to spend Christmas with him and his family.

It wasn’t the first time and David was sure it wasn’t going to be the last that the Harrelson’s were going to invite him for Christmas, but David had no intention to go. It was going to be a day like any other. He would celebrate Christmas when Cecilia and the kids were back home with him.

Ending the call and placing the phone on the end table next to him, David leaned his head back on the couch and took a deep breath, closing his eyes. He wished he could call her and hear her voice, but he couldn’t, not until he was sure she wasn’t going to be in danger if he did.

His phone rang again. Assuming it was Hondo again, he picked up and answered it, not bothering to check the caller ID this time. Asking Hondo what he forgot, he was surprised to hear a female voice on the other side of the line.

Sitting up straight, he heard the voice ask what he wanted for Christmas. David asked who this was, but the voice asked him the same question again. He was pissed. Telling whoever this was to leave him alone and to get a life, he hung up and immediately called the detective, telling him what just happened.

Dropping the phone on his lap after talking with the detective, David allowed the tears to roll down his face. “This is never going to end.”, he thought as realization hit him: this was going to be a very lonely Christmas.

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[yourestillinsidemyhead]

tell me how you really feel when you lonely at night

skin feel so tight when I rub on your thighs

looking right at your eyes while I’m watching you cry

baby this a fantasy don’t get caught in the hype

[dreamingofserenseas]

Merry Christmas everyone, my Christmas was very weird this year, I wasn't with my family so I didn't have any of the traditions we do. My Christmas was quite lonely so I drew this today.

[kurtbennett]

Loneliness, Christmas, and How "two is not twice one"

“There are no words to express the abyss between isolation and having one ally. It may be conceded to the mathematician that four is twice two. But two is not twice one; two is two thousand times one.” ― G.K. Chesterton The literature on people dreading the Christmas season shows that a primary reason is loneliness. A substantial group of people feel lonely during the holidays. Maybe because…

[hellenhighwater]

Genuinely being a single woman in my thirties, living alone, is such a mixed blessing sometimes. I do love my house and when I'm here I literally never want to leave. But on the other hand, I do get tired of leaving to go hang out with people, even though I love seeing them. Especially because I have such a great group of friends but they live all over the place, geographically, and therefore most of them don't know each other. And I actually really love hosting? But I never have people in my house because logistically it's always more practical for me to go to them than vice versa.

But sometimes I buy new old dishes and wanna just have a little fancy wizard party, but all my guests are far away. Please may I have the teleport spell. Or a high-speed commuter rail system.

[lonelygentleman]

Not feeling the Christmas spirit.

Gawain: You are not dressed.

Mother: I've got no guts for merriment this year.

Gawain: But it's Christmas.

Mother: There'll be more Christmases, more feasts, more glad tidings. You go, make merry. And tell me what you see.

The Green Knight (2021)

[straycatboogie]

2022/12/24

BGM: HAL FROM APOLLO'69 "TERRAPLANE BOOGIE"

This morning I got a message from Judith in Indonesia. She said she wants to visit Japan, and I felt glad to hear that. The year will end soon. We connected on clubhouse each other and enjoyed talking about various topics. Of course, I hope we will talk next year too. Today I had to work early so enjoyed the music of HAL FROM APOLLO'69 and Cornelius before work. After that, I worked and spent idle time during lunch break. In short, I spent my time as usual. Although Eve or new year's day comes, my time goes very very ordinarily. Even if a star came and crushed the earth tomorrow, I would spend my time that way.

One of the troubles of this "end and begin" season is that libraries should close them. I have to borrow the books I want to read, but my interest changes recklessly like a cat's eye. I can't see what books I would like to read next moment. Actually, as you know by this diary, yesterday I wrote about John Irving but today I want to read Souseki Natsume. So today I borrowed Charles Dicken's first volume of "David Copperfield" that I promised a friend of mine in France to read. I might read it with "A Tale of Two Cities" and "Oliver Twist", but I have to admit that I wouldn't read them anymore. I can't tell.

We Japanese have a word to tell the "lonely Christmas" as "kuribotti", and I certainly have to enjoy that "kuribotti" in the group home alone. Unfortunately, we have to face the Christmas with a cold wave. Today, during I enjoyed chatting on Discord, a friend of mine told me "Now world's end girlfriend is doing his performance online on YouTube!". I tried to watch that but couldn't stop feeling sleepy as a reality of middle age. So I went to bed... this kind of reality of aging makes me sick. Single bells... I can remember that this year I confessed my lonely life without any female essences to the chief of my group home. I feel ashamed about that, but I have to owe it a serious problem.

I still have many many books I have to read, but never read in this life. "The Great Gatsby" and "Pride and Prejudice" (especially, Jane Austin's works attract me so someday I want to read them completely). But I can only do what I have an interest in, or what I want to do. So although you may say "what have you done in your life?" or "you haven't read such important books?", I can't do that because I can't do that (I know this sounds tautological). I should accept what is impossible for me and have to enjoy my life within that limit. This would be a secret of life. I can't drive a car because of autism, but I feel that I can enjoy myself within that limit. This might be a life hack from Spinoza and Koichiro Kokubun.

[y0uc4n7kn0w]

Weebsmas Day 3: Mystic Messenger Holiday DLC

Weebsmas Day 3: Mystic Messenger Holiday DLC

On the third day of Weebsmas I-I became a mystic mess once again. Well, I’m sort of kidding. I wouldn’t fully describe myself as a Mystic Mess but I did decide to get back into Mystic Messenger for exactly two days. For those of you who don’t know, Mystic Messenger is a ‘groundbreaking’ otome game that was created by Korean company Cheritz. Mystic Messenger was a free app for smartphone users…