katy is a geek

What I say time and time again during the holiday season…

In spite of the struggles, this was a year that taught me lessons.

I appreciate all of the hardships I went through.

I am a better, stronger person because of this year.

I will not make the same mistakes I made this year.

I am glad my heart was broken; it taught me to be more careful.

Without the struggle of this year I cannot appreciate the joy.

I am grateful to have a home and a job.

No, I don’t mind being alone for Christmas.

Yes, it’s great to be an independent woman.

What I really mean…

Fuck this year. I can’t wait for it to end.

Seriously, this year sucked.

I would rather be stabbed in the face than go through this hell again.

I’m not as dumb as I use to be. Hopefully.

Guys are giant jerks and I hate the entire gender right now.

I’m bitter and angry and your happiness makes me extra stabby.

My crappy apartment is crappy and this isn’t what I want to do with my life.

Being alone for Christmas is so depressing that I crash the plans of other families.

Yes, I’m glad I made the decision I did, but I very much dislike being alone. I also hate all of the stupid questions people ask me. And what kind of horrible jerk asks me if I like being alone? Who actually likes being alone. You’re a jerk. Go away.