Holiday - The all in one

I hate the month of December. My birthday, Christmas, and too much attention from family and friends who don't really care about me. It's torture. This year is different. My boyfriend swept me off to Minnesota for Thanksgiving. It snowed almost every day we were there. It was glorious. Thanksgiving was beautiful and delicious. We went for a walk in the snow even after dinner. Craft time was super fun, and I stitched a beautiful heart on to a pair of gloves. And then... The difference happened. Somehow with out even saying anything, Maggie knew. She knew that all of these years I have felt unnoticed and uncared for. Every birthday ends in tears, and every holiday ends in a fight or some sort of wound (emotional or physical). Maggie and Garry took us on a beautiful drive through the town my family grew up in, then we looked at lights on the main street of a town called Hudson. Dinner consisted of amazing Greek food, and presents from her and her brother's family. Jd and I decided to call this "ThanksBirthdayChristmas" My birthday, Thanksgiving, and Christmas.. All in one weekend. I don't need anything else this year. I don't need presents, or a tree. I am just so grateful for what they gave me this year.

I want to move. I want to move so badly that it is crushing everything inside of me. I have no friends here. No one to call and talk to about stuff. Jd counts, but he can't last long in a conversation. I haven't been invited to one christmas party, besides my boyfriends gay roommates ugly christmas sweater party. Moving isn't going to solve any problem I have here with family, but it could give me an opportunity to be closer to people who love and understand me. It could give me and opportunity to make friends and be a part of something. I am stuck though. Jd will never move, and I have too much tied in with my job, my internship and school to just leave.