They’ve been fighting non-stop since 4am yesterday until now. I don’t know what’s even sadder— that they’ve been fighting for almost 24 hours on Christmas day or the fact that I’m actually used to it. The noise, the yelling, the ruined atmosphere, the uncomfortable silence in between. Everything. This isn’t an unusual thing to witness and experience. This has been my Christmas day for years. Ha.

Merry Christmas, everyone. I really do hope you had/are having/would have a much better day than I did.