People Reveal Why They No Longer Celebrate Birthdays or Holidays
Holidays aren't always a great time for everyone. Some people have an especially hard time with them, while others are simply indifferent.
Reddit user u/1321___ asked:
Holidays Mean Longer Shifts
For many, many years, I worked in a restaurant and/or most of my good friends worked in a restaurant or lounge. In that industry, holidays mean working longer hours, often double shifts day after day. The bigger paychecks come a week or two after the 'celebration.'
Do that long enough, holiday cheer kinda gets burned out of you.
Feeling The Pressure
There's too much pressure surrounding birthdays. What are you going to do? Who's coming? How many people wished you? What was the past year of your life like? What did you accomplish?
It's just a lot of hype surrounding another day of existence. It makes me sort of stressed out lol.
Acts Of Service
I'm a big fan of small 'everyday' relationship things (any relationship - friends, coworkers, significant others etc.). Instead of big 'special occasion' things. I started to feel this way after friends from high school/college began to drift apart.
Do we meet up every other week for game night? That means so much more to me than a three hour Halloween party. Do you normally wake up a little before I do and make coffee? To me, that shows more consideration than reservations at a fancy restaurant for Valentine's Day.
In my mind, anyone can behave themselves for an evening. It's the small everyday things that show a real commitment to a relationship, and a real desire to spend time with that person.
That's why I don't really have much interest in 'important days'. If we value our relationship (whatever type), we don't need a special occasion to chill. If one (or both) people don't value the relationship, the 'important day' just feels like an obligation.
It's Not About The Stuff
The materialism ruined Christmas for me. There is a mad rush to purchase sh*t for people, and they often don't even want what they get. Bah Humbug.
They Became A Chore
Parents got divorced when I was 14
Holidays turned into a chore of running back and forth between my parents, extended family, and friends, trying to make time for everything. It stopped feeling like a relaxing day, and started feeling stressful. Felt like everyone else got to do their thing and I was stuck in between all of it, having to strictly schedule everything.
As for birthdays, I just don't see the point. Nothing really changes about your life after each birthday. The people who I actually want to hear happy birthday from will tell me, those who I don't mind won't, and that's fine. I don't need a gift or anything like that, just getting to spend some time with friends is enough for me. So it's usually just like, we'll all get together, play some dnd, have a few drinks, and have a good time. Doesn't have to be anything crazy.
Not As Exciting When You're Alone
I don't have any friends or family to celebrate with. Being alone on those holidays kinda kills them. Maybe some day I'll be interested in them again, but for now, no.
my birthday is the day after christmas. i cannot even count over the years how many family members & close friends have forgotten about it, my own parents included. i've hated it since i was a child. no one ever wants to celebrate with me & it just makes me really sad.
Gift-giving Can Suck
I feel guilt tripped into buying people crap. The crap people get me is never what I want and makes me sad how little they know about me. I got my Dad and brothers gifts for Christmas and none of them got me anything. People make no effort when I attempt to do things with them so I quit trying and just do my own thing. Most of the hype behind these events are people trying to sell you stuff anyway. I'd rather save money and not stress.
The Excitement Slowly Dwindled
Birthday was a slow burn. It started around 16.
Each year before my solid group of 10 or so friends had attended every birthday I threw; we had pizzas and video game slumber parties.
This time only a few responded to the invite and they were vague so I didn't even know if they'd show. I decided to go shopping with the family for my present and when I got back about 5 friends showed up with some cookies from Subway, where they had just gotten back from eating.
At 17 it started the same: lots of invites, a few vague responses. I really went all out to get a bunch of snacks and food and make sure I was home so I'd get anyone who showed up randomly even if they didn't RSVP. I got 3 guests at random staggered times, so at max there was 1 or 2 at a time. It was pretty awkward.
At 18 I didn't even plan anything and no one mentioned it, so from then on I just treated it like another day. I'm 25 now.
Christmas was a slow burn too. The first time I remember being disappointed was around 18. 2 weeks prior my younger brother who was as toddler at the time had taken a pair of scissors and cut the cord of my computer mouse when my parents weren't watching him. My parents decided that my Christmas present that year would be replacement mouse wrapped up and everything. It was essentially a zero-sum Christmas because I had gotten something that should have been replaced anyway.
Since that Christmas the only thing I can remember getting is mini goodie-bags that they pass out at my dad's work and he brings home to re-gift to me because he doesn't eat candy.
Desperate Times Can Rearrange Priorities
Because money for food was more important than holidays for 3 years.
Thankfully that's no longer the case, but now they're just about equal to any other day off.
If you've lost interest in a holiday or holidays, what happened to make you feel that way?