Christmas seemed like a peak amid plunging valleys on the landscape of life within my family of origin. My parents love Christmas and all the jolly rituals that go with it. Of course, Christmas was also a time fraught with angst and rage, as well. Some of the most intense family fallouts were set amid candy canes and evergreen. It’s easy to forget the rage, when it’s wrapped underneath pretty papers and ribbons.

As I’ve deconstructed so much of my personal history, it shouldn’t come as a shock that I’ve dismantled those ideals which at one time established Christmas as a bulwark on life’s stormy sea. My relationship to Christmas has changed, and I would like to share my personal reflection regarding the transformation (see video below).

I no longer NEED Christmas.

Music Credit for Video:

Song: Christmas Tree

Musician: Rafael Krux



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Standing ground for desire through self-study of philosophy and psychoanalysis, self-reflection, and creative sublimation through the work of literary fiction.

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