fluffysaurus wrote:
This is great because anywhere else admitting this makes me an ungrateful cow. I hate opening presents. I don't dislike the present process, I like buying and wrapping them for other people. But I get stressed even thinking about opening ones bought for me because I don't understand the logic they are bought with. It's as if people are playing a game of 'how can we prove we don't know you at all'. More than two thirds of the presents my Mum has bought me over the years have gone to the charity shops, often repeats of things she has bought before that have also gone to the charity shops. When I got to the first Christmas after my sister cut me out of her life I was sad and then I realised I wouldn't have to open a load of presents bought for the sister she kept waiting for me to turn into and I felt really relieved.
Yup yup, I can agree with pretty much all of that. These days when it's my birthday or nameday and I get presents I usually thank the giver, set the present aside on a table or something and go finish setting the table for the guests. Since I live alone there's no one else to do it anyway, so that buys me time. That's why I'm also the only one there to "entertain" the guests and can use my time talking to them and keeping them from remembering the present. Then, when they're gone, I open it on my own just in case I end up with a dissapointed or otherwise not so good expression. I'm not always able to use this tactic, but most of the time.
Christmas on the other hand... not that much of a problem for me. In my family we first share the presents (my favorite part, even more than opening the presents) and then anyone can open the gifts in whatever order they want and at the same time as others do. Usually this means there are 4-7 people with their presents so no one pays much attention to me and my presents unless I do something to get their attention.
I never hesitate to open presents from my older sister though; she's gotten me either something usefull or something that I actually like so many times in a row already that I lost count long time ago. If only I was able to come up with (and afford) gifts that she liked, too.