I never hated Christmas at all. This to me has always been a magical time for me. Whether I was working or traveling, or just staying home.
I don't hate Christmas, I just don't relate to it. I see people taking time off work to spend with family, buying presents for people, the companionship and familiarity that comes from a community ritual as something that I've always been excluded from. My family violently disowned me and I've always been too destitute to participate in the greatest of Capitalist holidays. And all of that is before all of the religious bullshit and plastic smiles that people like to dress it up with.