Honestly, I'm not quite sure what to do. Since my mom passed away, I've gone to my old neighbor's house for Thanksgiving. I do this mainly because when I tell people I'm staying home alone, they get this look on their face like "Oh my gosh, poor AGDee" and invite me to wherever they are going. But you know, sometimes, an extra day off work, with no real responsibilities, or an extra day to get homework done so I can shop on Friday and work on getting decorations up Saturday and Sunday is a real gift.
It feels fake to go somewhere just because you're not supposed to be alone on Thanksgiving.
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