Published 24th December 2020 by The Insecure Girl’s Club
My family have always (both silently and rather vocally) shunned me for my insane love of Christmas. The look of confusion in their eyes as I gleefully wrestle with my Dad’s suit jackets to collect everyone’s presents from the back of his wardrobe, squealing “Don’t worry! I’ll wrap everyone’s presents!” with all of the joy of Buddy the Elf, has almost become a family Christmas tradition in itself.
Yes, I want to partake in all the festivities; every Christmas…
