Why doesn’t Christmas feel the same anymore?
December 15, 2021
There is no feeling quite like being a kid on Christmas morning and the overwhelming anticipation of tearing open every gift under the tree. Not being able to fall asleep on Christmas Eve and being the first in your house to wake up in the morning are essential memories from being a child during Christmastime. Even in the month leading up to Christmas, there seemed to be a certain festive feeling in the air that made everything seem cozy and magical.
Suddenly as a teenager, that magical feeling seems to have disappeared and Christmas feels like just another day of the year. As hard as I try to get myself in the festive spirit, it just doesn’t feel the same as it did when I was a kid. I force myself to listen to Christmas music and decorate my room in hopes of bringing back that joy, but I am only left disappointed that I don’t feel the same as I did in my childhood. Psychologist Krystine Batcho notes that these feelings are deeply rooted in nostalgia, as “we know we can never again enjoy those wondrous feelings and beliefs… It isn’t surprising, then, that many people are disappointed when they don’t experience the fulfillment of the promise of Christmas.”
When I was a kid, Christmas was just Christmas, a time for gifting, baking and spending with family, and there was nothing else to worry about. Unfortunately, growing up takes away that luxury. Our problems no longer go away over the holiday season, and life just goes on. In addition to this, for many people Christmas is associated with stress and anxiety. Psychologist Linda Blair says that “listening to Christmas music too early into the holiday season may affect mental health by triggering feelings of stress.” By the time we reach December 25th, not only do we have to deal with our everyday problems, but we also have to deal with the additional stress of the holiday season.
To me, Christmas was never really about the holiday itself or even the presents that came with it. It was the smell of the Christmas tree, baking sugar cookies with my sister, wrapping presents and decorating the tree with family ornaments. By appreciating these memories and relieving some of the pressure of experiencing the season to its fullest, I have started to build back my appreciation for Christmas. It is important to remember that even though Christmas may not feel the same anymore, if we find the time to appreciate the little experiences that make the season so special, maybe it will start to feel magical again.
George • Mar 24, 2024 at 8:36 am
I have been saying this for years already.
I think it’s because of many things.
People are depressed like never before. The world is a mess so it’s almost impossible to feel joviaĺ during the holiday season.
Something has definitely changed. And whatever little bit of holiday spirit that does still exist, is contrived, does not happen naturally.
For many, their grandparent’s are gone, even spmr aunts and uncles, all people who made Christmas feel so warm and special.
My family would always spend Christmas at my maternal grandparent’s house. Often a couple of uncles and aunts would come over too.
And we always got a strong blizzard on xmas eve, and we always watched Christmas classic movies like ‘It’s a Wonderful Life’, etc.
The ambience was perfect. The fireplace provided the warmth and coziness, and the beautifully decorated Christmas Tree, the sound of ice pellets hitting the living room window, all added to that, joyous, peaceful, wonderful holiday mood, filled with lots of Love all around. God I so miss that.
Mý grandmother put out comforters and pillows on the living room floor.
It felt amazing! There was banter, laughter, singing, and all kinds of wonderful foòds and baked goods. As a 10 year old boy in 1975 I was in Christmas wonderland – it was simply magical.
But the last time something even remotely cĺose to that happened was in 1986, but it already wasn’t the same. My grandmother (the family matriarch) and my favourite uncle, were no longer with us. That special dynamic was gone. The rest of us tried to make the best of it, But Grandma was irreplaceable – the magic was mostly gone.
Unhappy • Dec 8, 2022 at 2:26 am
Same here my Dad passed away on the 12th December 1992, 30 yrs ago at 53 suddenly I was 18 & I hate Christmas & daylight saving nz.