AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!
So Christmas was a bust. Because my parents don't get along with anyone in the family (both sides) my Christmas is spent with only the both of them and me being an only daughter, it was pretty lonely.
But I'm used to that. The things is that when it was the moment to open presents my mom gave me a book that I really wanted and MY BEST FRIEND gave me a vinyl of The Smiths! My parents were kind of shocked as why was I so excited and I told them for the 100th time that I loved the Smiths and they acted like they didn't know but I'm guessing they didn't remember, like they always do.
My dad didn't give me anything and, honestly, I really didn't mind. The rest of the night was boring as well with all of us going back to watching TV and not talking to each other.
Now get this. The next day I woke up and my dad wasn't home and I was wondering where the hell he was because it was Christmas day. A few hours later, he came home and told me to check my bedroom because there were a few things for me. I ran the my room and found 3 presents and ran back to the living room where my parents waited.
I opened the first present and HOLY CRAP! it was a lamp. A weird looking lamp bought in a Chinese store (because they're the only ones opened on Christmas day) and with a weird drawing on the top, really cheesy. And it doesn't get better.
The second present was black blanket with white stars, really cosy but I already have 5 blankets in my room.
And last, but not least, the present that I thought it would redeem that total flop was a a picture frame for 4 pictures and if that man knew me at all he would know that I hate frames like that one more than anything in the world.
I had to shut up and say thank you even though all I want to do is ask him what the hell went through his mind to offer me that. It would be much better he just stayed still and didn't offer me anything.
I told my mom how I felt about the presents and she agreed with me, saying that I could offer the picture frame to one of my best friends and I told her that that is something you do not offer to your best friend, much less your daughter.
I have no clue what to do about my parents. I lost all types of hope. A dad that doesn't know his daughter and a mom that doesn't really care about her daughter mental health.
