Season of Fake

I'm going to sound like a Grinch here, but I really hate this time of year. I think that starting Thanksgiving through my birthday which is in January is the most stressful time for me, I have no idea why really. But every single year since I was 13, this time of year is when I have my deepest lows. I think it has something to do with expectations. I really hate how fake people are this time of year too, it seems like no one ever wants to be nice or give a shit until it's close to Christmas, just give it to me straight, either you like me or you don't I'm not a once a year kind of friend. Speaking of fake, I think my dad takes the crown on that one. If you met my dad, you would think he's one awesome dude, he likes to show to others that he cares about family and God, and other random crap, but in reality he only cares about himself and people who thinks are important, AKA athletes, that of which I am the complete opposite. I think in the past few months he has asked me how I'm doing, three or four times...... Oh well, at least I have an awesome husband, and a few really good friends, I suppose I can't complain