A Christmas Story

Three weeks ago I was facing probably the most depressing Christmas ever. At that point and time, I was facing Christmas alone and I wasn't about to horn in on someone else's family Christmas just because I was going to be by myself. My family is functionally dysfunctional, but when you have been by yourself so long, being alone becomes the norm and accepted as a fact of life, holiday or not. My family always has our Christmas celebration a few days after Christmas so I did have that to look forward to. I was saved from the fate of being alone on Christmas by a good friend who has openly accepted my past. She has accepted me for the man that stands in front of her rather than who I used to be and that is very important to me. She has questions, of course, and I have tried to answer them as honestly and as best that I can. I do not know what will happen but she did save me from a Christmas fate that i was really dreading.