The pressure to be "thankful" on Thanksgiving

Normally, I do try to see the silver lining in most situations.  You know, when you say "At least it's not _____", fill in the blank.    I know I am supposed to be thankful that my children are healthy, that both my husband and I are working, we have our home, our family, and our wonderful neighbors.  And I AM thankful for those things.  But on this Thanksgiving day, the pressure to be thankful is killing me.

I don't feel like being thankful.  I am pissed.  Ticked off.  You name it.  I am tired of living with special needs. I want a break. I want someone to take this weight off my shoulders. Please. And what kills me is the knowledge that no one can take this weight. It is mine alone to carry. Forever.  

So this is my kiss off to the pressure of how I "should" feel.  And the acceptance of how I do feel. If you see me and my scowl today, don't even THINK about asking me what I am thankful for.  Ask me that tomorrow, when I am sure I will be feeling better and have a list a mile long.