I didn't have a pleasant Christmas. I cleaned for 3 days straight with little sleep. I wanted to make it a nice Christmas for my sister and her husband. Well, everyone showed up late (they ALWAYS do on Christmas). This year they brought a man with rather severe brain damage. They are very loving nice people. Well, the poor guy pee'd on the toilet seat and my mom accidentally sat in it. .My mom had a caniption. Then he needed to eat but my family had to go back and get other people. It was so late before anyone was able to eat. I didn't know how to handle things with the man from the nursing home. He wanted to leave right after he arrived at our house. I have only met him once before years ago. Dinner tasted awful except for the turkey. I didn't get to visit with people due poor weather etc. The whole day went to crap. Mostly because my mom was complaining. I think my mom lacks empathy for the plight of others. My brother in law is newly diagnosed with probable Parkinson's OR PSP. He is in his early 50s. My sister is worried about the problems that could incur if her husband quits. He is very depressed and has been for awhile. The job he is at treats him like crap. On top of this, I have pretty much had depression on and off my whole life. I wonder why I even bothered to make Christmas nice when all I heard was complaints. Noone is happy and I question peoples love. I hate to be a downer. I am having the zaps from forgetting to take my antidepressant the last few days. At least I pulled my crap together the last few days. Maybe, that counts for something?