FML. I wish I could go back and relive the last 4 or 5 days. They were so awesome. London was amazing and then I had two and a half days home alone with my sister, which meant I could do whatever the fuck I wanted to. Like watch Downton Abbey and go on Tumblr without anyone barging in my room.

But my parents came back like an hour ago (with my brother) and now I feel like CRAP. I actually feel utterly shiiiite. They’re in such bad moods (no doubt due to Christmas being around the corner) and I can tell that my brother doesn’t even particularly want to be here.
Over the last year or so I’ve realised that I’m happier (well, neutral is probably a better word) when I’m alone - or around a group of people that I like being around. I can’t stand being around people who see Christmas as a chore. Because I NEVER have, yet I feel like the one who’s now looking forward to it the least. IDK, I feel claustrophobic now that they’re home. And when I feel claustrophobic it also makes me feel really lonely.
I was sooooooo excited for Christmas a few days ago, but now I wish it were weeks away. I’d enjoy Christmas more if they looked forward to it too, or if I spent it with people that don’t make me feel like this.