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This is my first time to write here but this topic really struck a cord with me, mostly because this year I'm feeling so different for the first of a new year.
Historically speaking, New Year's Day has been my least favorite day of the entire year. As a child it meant returning to school after 2 weeks of freedom. In addition, the traditional food for a southern new year's dinner was not my favorites. When we got a TV I was not into the football games that seemed the only thing being shown. This did not change as an adult and was further intensified by the fact that my father died on New Year's Day, 1990.
As a young adult I found I disliked New Year's Eve almost as much as New Year's Day. Going out with a lot of drunks spilling their drink on my new outfit and screaming so loud that I got a headache was not my idea of how I would choose to end one year and begin another one. That added to drunk drivers was a huge incentive to either stay home or attend a small neighborhood gathering.
As an adult I have experienced a Post-Christmas depression. I finally figured out (after lots of therapy) that this was not due to Christmas disappointments but rather it was the normal let down followed by my flow of almost manic creativity leading up to the day. I'm an artist and I loved decorating the house and the tree. I made gifts for everyone and put a lot of thought into the wrapping of the gifts, including how they looked under the tree. I made and decorated cookies including the packaging for those I gave away. When all of this was combined with the anxiety of having a deadline.... Well, you get the picture.
Several years ago I thought I had come up with the perfect solution. I did all the decorating, etc. but then went to Disney World for New Year's, At the Magic Kingdom it was still Christmas until December 31, complete with decorations and parade. New Year's Eve was spent at Epcot Center where the only alcohol available was the wine at the French Pavillion, the beer from the Italians or ale from the British. All of this was rather expensive and the lines were long, servings small. This worked really well for several years until the last year I attended and they had decided kiosks selling beer and wine would be a good idea. The last straw was when someone poured a beer into my purse while I was watching the fireworks.
2011 was a very hard year for me. I lost my mother at the age of 99 and an additional 3 members of my extended family. I mostly wanted to see the end of last year and have a fresh start. Having a change of attitude makes all the difference. No depression.