I never got to tell anyone, but now that it's Christmas, it is hitting me. Honestly, I love Christmas. It is the best holiday for me, but this year, it has become the worst one. It's not that anything bad happened. It's just the thought that everyone is enjoying and celebrating this holiday with family and friends that is killing me. I do have a family. I do have friends. But this is not the country I'd like to live in or celebrate this holiday in. All my family is on the other side of the world. I don't know any places here, and my closest friends have family gatherings and celebrations, sharing gifts, and singing holiday melodies. Never in my life have I celebrated Christmas properly. There is no snow here, the coronavirus is taking place, all my friends live far away, and my family does not even think this holiday is important. However, it is different for me. I watch countless tiktoks, and my friends send me snaps of how their celebration is going while I'm trying to cheer myself up with some carols. And I don't even have the courage to tell my parents because all of what's going on in the world is already enough for them.