I’ve heard the second year can almost be worse than the first year, and I’m beginning to understand why.

It’s Christmas time…where it’s meant to be magical, wholesome, lovely and fun, but we can all admit the busyness of life, the pressure to make it magical, the forced social interactions can all make it incredibly anxiety inducing and exhausting, let alone the grief or loss factor that can be experienced by (probably) the majority in a range of different ways and reasons.