5:15 am. Merry fucking "Should I take all my pills today or not?" Christmas. So, this is how much anyone gives a rats ass about me: My dad tells me he cut down on his Christmas cards this year. Obviously I was one of them. I can validate him not giving me a gift, really. But his narcissism is just outrageous. He doesn't do anything for anyone and expects us all to do it all for him. He'd have been devistated if I had forgotten him. And I'd have been the bad guy - yet again. None, and I mean absolutely NONE of my friends thought to send me a Christmas card or even email me one, except two that responded to all of the Christmas emails I sent out - and then I'm not worth the time to send something pretty back to. I don't even have anyone in real life. At. All. So. Do I do it or not? Dogs. The dogs care about me more than anyone else does. I am not sure that's quite enough. Time to decide.