What is the first thing that comes to mind when you say the word Festive? It might not be just booze, but it will feature in the mind’s eye somewhere.
The old values of peace and good will seems to have flown out of the window. The surge of rows, fights domestic violence and heartache that surrounds Christmas is frighteningly high. The Power of Love featured on one big Christmas advert, should certainly be at the forefront. But is it? I can only ever speak from my own perspective, and what I see is stress, financial meltdown, family feuds followed by booze fuelled recompense for all of that hassle.
It can be funny to see Auntie Flo getting a bit tipsy on the cooking sherry, and Mum being a liberal with the port jus, but having a head like a bag of spanners and a mouth like the inside of Ghandi’s flip flop because of enormous wine consumption wrapping presents on Christmas Eve, is hardly going to help with the business of Christmas Day, unless of course, as many I know do, drink some more and it just becomes a big blur.
This family scenario, coupled with the dreaded office parties is a recipe for so many unfestive times.
Posted on a public forum today, I will quote,
It was my work Christmas party on Friday. Am overnight stay in a hotel. To cut a long story short I ended up drinking way more than I should have done ( no excuse but job not going well and felt stressed being round work people) and someone from work ended up in my hotel room. I am ashamed to say I can’t actually remember what happened as I had a complete black out… But I do remember him trying to have sex with me in the morning and me pushing him off. His response suggested that we had already done it before earlier on.
This sadly, is far from unusual. The fallout for this woman will be epic, and her two children. The office party blackout.
So please, if you want to have a drink, be mindful and happy, not mindless and devastated by January.