11/20/2025
This one is really going to get some of you heated, but I’m tired of hearing “people don’t get together like they used to for the holidays.”
Some of us didn’t just “get busy.” Some of us didn’t just “stop trying.” Some of us finally realized we don’t owe our time, our peace, or our kids to toxic relatives just because it’s November or December.
I know that’s a wild concept for the people who grew up sweeping every little thing under the rug, pretending everything was fine, and calling it “tradition.”
But parents now? We’re different. We see the damage. We lived it. And we are not dragging our kids back into the same mentally, emotionally, or physically abusive situations we grew up in just to keep up some fake family image.
And I’m really tired of hearing “that’s selfish, you’re robbing your kids of memories.”
Memories of what?
Memories of people walking on eggshells around a dinner table
Memories of a room going silent the second someone walks in
Memories of adults making cruel comments and disguising it as “just a joke”
Memories of tension so thick a child can feel it in their chest
Kids notice. Kids absorb everything. Kids remember.
So if protecting my children from that makes me selfish, then fine. I’ll be selfish every single time.
I care about the joy, the calm, the love, the softness, the safety. I care about building something healthy instead of performing for a room full of people who don’t even like each other.
These generations of parents aren’t ruining traditions. We’re ending the ones that hurt us. We’re choosing better. We’re choosing peace. We’re choosing our kids.
Call us selfish if you want.
We call it love.