The Christmas season is a time for celebration for many. It's that special time of the year, they may say, when people are meant to be merry, and joy is to be felt all around the world. Right. For me, it's always the harder part of the year because of the holiday's religious roots. Those who ended up finding plenty of joy in Christmas probably got introduced to the secular version of it. You know, the version involving a trip to the mall to tell Santa Claus what you wanted for Christmas or seeing all those presents under the Christmas tree. That kind of stuff. I didn't grow up surrounded by those "fun" things. Christmas was serious. It was the real thing. You know, baby Jesus and all. I remember getting some Christmas gifts, but it was less sleigh and more pray. As a young child who questioned religion even back then, it never did sit well with me. It's like, why can't we have any bit of fun without god being involved in it. Later on, I remember hoping that god was okay with me playing my games solo because I discovered it naturally. I also went through that period of time asking god to exorcise the gay out of me and turn me "normal". Religion is great, isn't it?
This Snoopy plushy is the first gift I received during my first secular Christmas.
