I guess relationships can count as this...
My parents basically did all the Christmas decorations, but every year it's my brother and I's job. So to walk downstairs and find my mother putting on the last decoration hurt. I'm not going to lie. She then asked me if I wanted to help. I just told her 'I'd mess it up, it looks too pretty' and walked away.
I hate how I'm not close to anyone in my family, it's like living with roommates they are there all the time but never really talk. I suppose it's a good thing for when I move out to university but I would much rather have a family environment.
I can feel the Christmas blue kicking in again. I thought they went away but apparently not.