One of the reasons that I didn't spend Christmas the year I quit smoking. I couldn't guarantee what would come out of my mouth. I quit the 21st of December, 1998 and figured if I could get through the holidays without smoking, I would never have a reason to pick one up again. When I was with family, I would go out in the garage or outside to have a cigarette to get away from them, or to collect my thoughts and say a prayer. When I just accepted that they are who they are, and though they were self-righteous, condescending, and often very hurtful, I just had to turn them over to my God. They were very religious, and I was often an after thought, that is how I felt, because they would call the day before Christmas to invite my son and I.
God and I had to do a lot a work in this area. This is a one day at a time program, and it is still applicable in today.