Who needs 'em? I certainly don't. It's probably the worst part about getting married. Especially if you had a wedding turn out the way mine did. In my case, a handful of them are really awesome, but most of them are not worth the grief they cause.
It's hard enough with all the normal things that happen when joining a family. Holidays are not days to relax anymore, it's just a game of pleasing people. Pick each celebration carefully, or you'll hurt someone's feelings. If you help or don't help, it can cause issues. You're a new person - even a new woman - in the family and, if they think one way and you think another, it's gonna cause problems. They may not be the welcoming type.
Or you could have the monstrous BS that's not even worth describing anymore. That's what I had, and I won't have it anymore. I'm officially not part of that family - as declared by me, since late June - and I'm the happiest I've been since December 2012. At least when it comes to that nonsense. Sure, I still don't have answers explaining their unfathomable behavior toward me, but I don't need one anymore.
I can now spend the holidays in one place (instead of splitting them, because I didn't want to leave anyone out), and it's with people who actually give a flip about me. I'm not an intruder anymore. I'll be much happier this way. I have been, so far.
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