You would've made way better mashed potatoes than me

This is pretty much my Christmas attitude. Without you, Christmas sucks!

Dear Pennsylvania,

I must say that this Christmas left room for improvement. I spend the majority of the day with terrible cramps and depressed about our break-up. Plus this is a lot of family time for me. A LOT. I love my parents and brother, but we are really different. I am so irritable today and easily annoyed. All my annoyances are amplified due to the combination of PMS and a broken heart. The way my mom stands behind me and chews gets under my skin, my father's bland eating habits and my brother's buddy-buddy relationship with parents. It all makes me want to lash out and strangle someone. I know it is unkind, unloving and immature. But that is my truth. I am not one to lie.

How is it that most of my friends think I am loving and fun, but in the presence of my immediate family I am pretty much just the bitchy, snotty, negative daughter/sister. I think I am a good person.....is it possible they just bring out the worst in me? What is it about my relationship with them that leaves me so bitter and misunderstood?

I don't want it to be this way. I just don't know how to be around them and be myself.

I wish you were here. We could do our own thing and you could make me laugh. You always make me laugh. That's my favorite thing about you. Plus you would've made way better mashed potatoes than me. And right now we could be in the other room watching a movie.

Merry Christmas Pennsylvania. It would be so much more merry if you were here.

Love

Wisconsin