Christmas is supposed to be filled with warmth, connection, and twinkly lights… at least that’s the story we’re all sold. But when you’re carrying Christmas grief, the season can feel heavy. It’s not all soft lighting, journaling prompts, and green smoothies. Sometimes, it’s exhaustion. Rage. Numbness. The quiet ache of feeling unseen. Because when your story exists within systems that have ignored or harmed you, healing isn’t just personal—it’s political.