The holidays painfully remind the
mentally ill and their loved ones just how different they are, how big their
challenges are, and how far from “the most wonderful time” they actually are.
This is their song…
It’s the least wonderful time of the
year
With my kids sad or yelling
And everyone wishing we’d just once stay
clear
It’s the least wonderful time of the
year
It’s the en-enviest season of all
With those holiday meetings we’re so
early leaving
And friends still don’t call
It’s the en-enviest season of all
We’ll miss parties they’re hosting
Marshmallows they’re toasting
And caroling out in the snow
‘Least we won’t be the stories
And reasons the glories of
Christmases were a “no show”
It’s the least wonderful time of the
year
Our feelings we’re stowing
Our hearts will be groaning
‘Cuz loved ones aren’t near
It’s the least wonderful time of the
year
Feel for them. Reach out to them.
Help change “least” to “most” this year.
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