Why is it that every year there’s this holiday name Thanksgiving, where basically everyone has to say what are they thankful for?

I mean I just don’t get it? I really don’t celebrate the holiday. Last year I tried it; I invited all my closest friends for a Thanksgiving dinner, a feast, and I woke up at 5 am to start baking.

I spent over seven hours, cooking preparing, and setting for the dinner. Because my friends had their own dinner to get to, I made it easy for them.

It was an early dinner at 3 pm and by 2 pm everything was ready, the table was set, the turkey, ham, and all the sides where done. I was so excited; I couldn’t believe that I completed all the trimmings and that I was going to have my first real Thanksgiving.

Three o’clock came and I just said, “It’s okay, nobody is really on time.” Then 15 minutes passed. ” I was, like, I guess it’s okay.”

Then about 45 minutes passed and I called my friends to see if something came up, or if anything happened, or if they where on their way. None answered their phones. And then one of my friends called me saying she was going to be late. Two hours later I began to think that they weren’t going to make it.

After four hour of waiting, I gave up in hoping they where going to make it. I was so mad. I was mad that I spent a lot of my money. I was mad at them for not calling me to at least say, “Sorry I can’t make it.” I was mad because I let myself go through all the stress and pressure in preparing everything. I was mad at myself because I let myself to believe that I had to celebrate Thanksgiving and give thanks.

The only thanks I think should be made is to my own self. I will pat myself on the back. It is I who keep myself going on and dreaming. I don’t think I need to say thanks. Thanks for what?

I mean come on people. Let’s get real here. Thanksgiving, why do we do this? Many people put themselves stress, pressure and heartache. I mean, come on, we hurt one another by this holiday. There’s disappointment if the turkey is too dry or burned, if the kids are too noisy, if the family’s pet eats the main course, if one of the grown ups starts the party before and gets drunk and spoils everything.

You may say I’m petty or cruel but I’m just saying what many are thinking.