I always feel like such a jerk around this time of year.
I may sound like an ungrateful dick, but… this is easily the loneliest time of the year for me. Always. I know that there are people in my life that love me, or at the very least tolerate me. There’s just something about love and happiness and holiday cheer being shoved down our throats at every turn that makes me really fucking depressed.
Don’t get me wrong, I love my friends. I am eternally grateful to them for their ceaseless patient love and tolerance. But the winter holidays always serve to remind me how despairingly single I am, and make me feel as though I always will be. My friends are all I have. Not that that’s a bad thing. My friends are pretty fucking awesome.
I just always feel like something’s… missing.

I feel you on this.