I never thought the holiday blues was real, like come on… You’re really sad on the holidays? It seemed so impossible… until I felt it; until I experienced it. It was not pleasant. Watching everyone with their families, with their mom kind of hurt a little. I would be lying if I said I wasn’t somewhat jealous too. I remember one of the last conversations I had with my mom was about envy. She told me a story about The Pregnant Dog and Elephant. At the time when she told me I thought I understood what the meaning of it was, but it wasn’t until the holiday blues hit me that I fully understood what she was trying to tell me. It was so clear that the sense of jealousy and envy let up, the blues was still lingering but I took the time to enjoy life instead of dwelling on what I did not have. I’m not sure if I will experience the holiday blues again next year but I will be prepared for it. I will not let it hit me as hard as it did this year.
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