One of my aunts came up with his (little Asperger moronic kid and his) idiotic husband, whom my mother hates. My aunt knew, as everyone does, that she was imposing but she didn't care and, once again, no one said anything (and my mother asked me not to). So I spent the new year's eve with my mother to make her company, locked in her dark room (she's become quite the hiki herself over the last year), until they were gone and she could finally go to bathroom and take a pill for her headache (and yet another sleeping pill, as she has to fight insomnia induced by constant physical pain)... But all in all, in the end we managed to keep a good spirit.
Happy new year, /tc/. Fucking son of a bitch world sucks but hey, who would have tell, we're still here.