Current mood:

aggravated

Halliwell Christmas
I don't want to focus on the negative aspects of the Christmas party. I am ignoring it. If I don't, I may explode in anger.

So, I will talk about the good things. Like the wonderful gifts my family and friends gave me. Phoebe's letter actually made me teary, in a good way, of course. My sisters mean so much to me, so having them at the manor tonight was wonderful. Even Prue was there Until the demon sent her away. Never mind that, I'm ignoring!

Prue, Morrigan and I reminisced about Christmases past. We had a nice time. Nothing could ruin that...

Screw it! Who am I kidding? How can I forget that a demon attacked, ruining the Christmas party? Especially when it almost got to Wyatt. I can't stand this anymore. How many times are demons going to try to take my son away from me? How many times do I have to clean up after the messes they leave behind. Good thing my new tv from Cole survived.

I don't know. This is just too much. I didn't ask for any of this, you know. I didn't want to be a witch right away. Now I'm thinking we shouldn't have told the Angel of Destiny that we still wanted to be witches.

I just want it all to go away. I don't want to do this anymore. I know I've said this many times. But this time, I mean it.