When I have thought about Christmas the past nine years, I never got a warm feeling inside. Nine years is a long time for me, considering the fact that I am only eighteen years of age. I never cared about this holiday, and I resented the world for participating in it. Christmas to me was watching my little brother and older sister unwrap all of their expensive gifts. After I got to watch them celebrate this "family" holiday, I would go to my room, read, sleep, or just sit there. In my earlier teens, my thoughts would take over. I would try and find reasons to why this would happen to me. I would think of any possible reason why I would have given my family to resent me so much. I was an excelerated student. I would ace all of my classes. I wouldn't get in trouble. I was stumped.

When I saw this reddit event, I was extremely excited. For the first time since I can remember I would finally get to receive a present, and hopefully give a present to someone who might have experienced something close to the same situation I was in. I can't even explain how excited I was when my present came in the mail.

I didn't know what to expect. Honestly, when I opened the door I was trying to figure out why there was a box addressed to me and where it came from. Finally, it clicked in my head and I immediately opened up my gift. It is a Broncos Hoodie. I had a smile on my face for hours. I show it off every chance I get, and I wear it all of the time. Whenever I explain how excited I am from this program, I get nothing but weird looks. I guess you have to be able to live the situation before you get the same joy I did this day.

I love my gift. I appreciate everything that has been done this Christmas. I don't know what else to say about it, but I wanted to get that off of my chest. Thank you, my secret santa. You have made this holiday season amazing.

Quick note: I am still bragging about this sweatshirt every chance I get.