The Holidays are coming. The Holidays are coming…

Setting the Scene

Once upon a time in a land far, far away. A couple were travelling for a short break with the husband’s family.

The wife was heavily pregnant and could just about contain herself from telling her spouse that a trip at this late stage was pretty much about all she needed. Especially as her husband had decided to travel at a particularly busy time and the traffic was horrendous.

His parent’s home was small and cramped, and with all the other relatives travelling too, the couple had decided to stay in an hotel.

After taking several wrong turns, they eventually stopped outside a small boutique hotel.

“This will do!” the husband exclaimed.

“What do you mean? “This will do” ” said the mum to be, alarmed. “You have booked, haven’t you?”

“No.” he replied, “I thought we would just find somewhere once we got here”.

“You had one job.” She said, “One job!”

And henceforth, there has been a Gender Gap. Where most women take on the responsibility of making all the arrangements and facilitating the smooth running of the holiday seasons(and everything else).

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The Holidays are coming. The Holidays are coming….

Holidays are wonderful, aren’t they? Aren’t they?

Depends who is on holiday I suppose.

Take, for example, a family where there is an abuser living in the house. A person with a sense of entitlement soooooo big, it has its own name. That name is Partner.

An Abusive Partner who is in the house over an extended period of time is no holiday.

Let’s throw in some alcohol. Alcohol is no excuse for abusing, except if you are an Abusive Partner, because that is what you blame for your abuse. “I, well, lost control. It’s the beer.” sort of thing!

Let’s throw in some financial abuse. Spending too much money on the kids is out of order. Spending not enough money on the kids is – out of order.

Let’s crack open some eggs for the Yorkshire puddings and throw the egg shells on the carpet for everyone to walk on while the abusive Partner goes about with his anger and self-importance bubbling over.

Let’s put up with his charming nature in front of friends who think he’s a “lovely bloke.” When all the time you know it’s a mask that comes off as soon as the front door is closed and the family are alone with his ego.

Let’s run round like headless chickens to make things great for everyone with absolutely no support whatsoever.

Let’s sit back and watch as he spoils it because he’s a horrible, manipulative monster.

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