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« on: April 28, 2002, 02:31:00 PM »
My first Christmas in Straight was spent at an oldcomers house. I had been on 1st phase for over 6 months. My host dad made sure I had some presents to open, mostly food-type stuff, candy and nuts, which was nice. Group on the other hand, was awful. Along with the Christmas Carols, which I still hate, Staff asked my brother to talk about his Christmas since he had made 3rd phase already and came in after me. I remember him looking at me the whole time he was talking about the presents my mom gave him and the meal she cooked, with that s.h.i.t.t.y smirk on his face. Then the staff member asked me how I felt. Not wanting to get started over AGAIN, I said I was happy for my brother and determined to be home with him soon. Actually I wanted to dive across group and break his damn neck.
The next Christmas I was on 5th phase. Standing at the side of group, singing those awful Carols during open meeting and watching my newcomer carve in her arms for 3 hours while being instructed by staff to ignore her or face a start-over.
Merry F'ing Christmas