Wave after wave

I hereby officially announce that I am starting to dislike the season of Christmas. One can't help but get overly emotional from the sights and sounds of family-oriented festivity, whether out in town or on tv broadcasts. Although my family was never one to celebrate Christmas, we always spent it together in our living room ritualistically watching reruns of Home Alone from as young as I can even remember. Laughter always comes back to our family.

But as we draw nearer to the family festival of the year towards the year's closure, it also means that my mum and I are drawing near to my dad's death anniversary. This year's gonna be his first death anniversary and even though it's still more than 2 weeks away, we already find ourselves facing trying times. Henceforth, laughter is really not my favourite sound at the moment; as do how decorative neon lights and glitter are not my favourite sight either. So my advice, don't look happy around me. I will not tolerate any expression of happiness in my surroundings. I get jealous, envious, and reminiscent.