They're just drama-filled and fake. Something bad always happens and no one can smile unless they're wasted, which only lasts a short while before it turns into yet another fight.

This year, I'm especially put off. It's an anniversary of crap I don't want to remember, one of the two people I cared to see won't be showing and I also get a nice kick in the face because I'm unwelcome at my fiance's family's. I might get to see him for an hour at my dad's before he has to leave.

I don't know if it's the stress or what, but I've been almost entirely unable to eat for the past four days without feeling sick. And here I am, whining and *****ing pointlessly. I'm so freaking pathetic.

Why do I wake up in the morning? Why do I care to go to a holiday I hate? Why am I still breathing?