I was *trying* to be all thankful over here, but then you had to come along & ruin it, didn’t ya?

My boyfriend’s father/stepmother invited themselves to Thanksgiving. On the outside, I will be gracious & cool, but I will be so tormented within.

Thanksgiving is already a certain level of stressful, the kind that I’m accustomed to; this will definitely send it off the charts.  Too, they’re weird.  Religious weird.

I know I’m probably acting as a lightning rod for a worse case scenario, but I’m hoping that expecting the worst will work in my favor.

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