It went okay. I was asked to eat at the kids' table even though I'm in my 30s and there was room at the adults' table. It bothered me a little, but my niece and nephew enjoyed sitting next to me, and I'd do (almost) anything for them. My sister didn't verbally attack me like usual, which was a nice surprise. On certain subjects, my mom tends to think and talk in a covertly racist way because she's dripping in white middle-class privilege, but fails to recognize it. That irritates me the most. I was also sick and had to go to urgent care, but the staff was nice, for which I am thankful. Compared to previous holidays, no one attacked, insulted, gaslighted (gaslit?), or belittled me, so I'm calling it a success!