Thanksgiving

This year I can get a Thanksgiving basket. I am going to pass it up. My family has decided to be decent to me. We are going to a buffet restaurant in town a couple days before Thanksgiving. I am not cooking nor is my mom. This year I have something to be grateful for in the respect of getting rid of a noose around my neck in the form of my trailer. I sold it to a nice family. They are fixing a remodeling it, so I am happy. I also get to see a Thanksgiving play at my sisters house in the form of my nephews and nieces are putting it on for the family. It is going to be a cute costume one. I can hardly wait. My diet may be out the window, but on the bright side my dad can't make a scene in public on a holiday gathering with my grandma, sisters and their families, brother and girlfriend, and my parents and me, or can he? Let's hope not. I hope for a great holiday with no depression episodes from me. I don't want to spend Christmas in the hospital again. I did that one year, and it was sad too, but it was happy because I wasn't around my father for the holiday. I am very easily upset. Too sensitive you could say. This comes from years of emotional abuse by my father. I wish for a happy holiday that holds wonder and surprise and love. I know I deserve it this holiday season. Well anyhow Happy Thanksgiving from me to all who read this blog.

Tanya