Although I don’t like it and I’m not interested at all in it, it’s Christmas. Are the family meetings the thing I dislike? Well, using the privacy and secrecy that publishing on the Internet gives I’ll say that this is one of the reasons. But I can stand it. In fact, these meetings are even funny sometimes. What makes me dislike Christmas are the presents.
My problem with presents is that I’m not expressive at all when I’m given one. Even if I like it a lot and it is exactly what I wanted, I’m quite impassive. Imagine me when I was five. It was so uncomfortable to receive a gift and have to pretend I like it ―even when I did― to make grownups happy. They are supposed to make the kids happy and not the opposite.
Now you can guess my disliking is not exclusive for Christmas, but it extends to any official or unofficial event which involves presents. The fact of people being under the obligation to give me something is what makes me uneasy. Most of them give you a present because of the date, but they won’t give you something on a random day.
And that would really stimulate my expressivity. It’s much nicer when someone buys something they think you like without waiting for a certain date. I must admit that I rarely do this, but people have the idea that you have to give some present in return eventually. Then it turns to a commitment and to a tradition, gifts coming and going and spontaneity and unselfishness disappear.
Well, now you know. You can start giving me presents in random days without waiting something in return. I’m eager to start receiving them.