holiday grief

“Blessed is the season which engages the whole world in a conspiracy of love.” — Hamilton Wright Mabie

These words are etched into every holiday card and festive advertisement. But for those of us "going through" it right now—navigating the raw, quiet aftermath of a narcissistic divorce—this "conspiracy" feels like a cruel irony. As the saying goes, "The tongue has no bones, but it is strong enough to break a heart." While the rest of the world is wrapped in the warmth of family, we are busy dismantling a conspiracy that wasn't about love at all. It was about control.

For years, my holidays were a high-stakes performance. I lived for the “Morning Bunny.” He was the man inspired by YJHD, full of wanderlust and charm. He curated "The Most Romantic" starts, making me believe I was "double-blessed" to have found a man who promised me the world.

But I didn’t realize I was signing a contract I could never fulfill.

In the clinical reality of narcissistic abuse, the "Morning Romance" is never a gift. It is a predatory loan. As the proverb warns, "A honey tongue, a heart of gall." Every smile and every romantic gesture was an advance on a debt that would be collected the moment the sun went down.

By nightfall, the "Wanderlust Bunny" always turned into the Animal. The man who was my "soulmate" at breakfast became the Kabir Singh of the household by dinner. Behind closed doors, the "Perfect Holiday" dissolved into a night of walking on eggshells. I spent my nights shrinking my soul to "pay back" the two hours of charm he gave me in the morning.

To my sisters sitting in the silence of a "No Drama" holiday: The ache you feel is not a mistake. It is the sound of your spirit finally coming out of "survival mode."

As you navigate these resurfacing memories, remember these three truths:

1. The "Bunny" was a Scripted Costume

The most painful part of the "Holiday Ache" is believing the "Good Man" was the real him. Remember: "When someone shows you who they are, believe them the first time." — Maya Angelou. He didn't become an Animal at night; he simply stopped acting. The charm was the bait; the rage was the reality.

2. Withdrawal is Not Regret

The holidays trigger Intermittent Reinforcement. Your brain is addicted to the chemical highs of the cycle. When you feel the urge to reach out, remember: "Don't look back; you're not going that way." Don’t let the ghost of the "Morning Prem" trick you into inviting the "Animal" back into your sanctuary.

3. Silence is Your New Sovereignty

We are conditioned to think a quiet holiday is a "lonely" one. But "Loneliness is failed solitude." — Sherry Turkle. The quiet in your home isn’t emptiness; it is the absence of a predator. It is the first time your nervous system has been allowed to breathe without seeking permission.

I am not "Merry." I am not "Bright." I am simply Safe.

The "Planned Holidays" are over. The cinematic drama is finished. The "Animal" has been evicted, and for the first time, I do not have to pay for my peace with my pain.

"Peace is not the absence of conflict, but the ability to cope with it." — Mahatma Gandhi.

This year, my peace is the "No Drama" I have fought so hard to secure. Let us stop looking for "Prem" in the eyes of an "Animal." Our peace is not a loan. It is our birthright.

This year, the most romantic thing I can do is love myself enough to stay in the silence.

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