I'm the reason Santa has a naughty list

I'm the reason Santa has a naughty list

As the holiday season approaches, many of us are filled with excitement and anticipation for the arrival of Santa Claus. Children eagerly write their letters to the jolly old man in red, listing all the toys and gifts they hope to receive. But for some of us, there is a lingering sense of guilt and unease when we think about Santa's infamous naughty list.

I have come to accept that I am the reason Santa has a naughty list. It's not that I intentionally set out to be naughty or mischievous, but rather that I have a tendency to push boundaries and test the limits of what is considered acceptable behavior. I have always been a bit of a rebel, marching to the beat of my own drum and refusing to conform to societal norms.

Growing up, I was constantly getting into trouble for talking back to teachers, breaking curfew, and engaging in risky behavior. I was never one to shy away from a challenge or a dare, and I often found myself in situations that landed me on the wrong side of the law. While my intentions were never malicious, my actions often had unintended consequences that left me feeling remorseful and ashamed.

As I got older, I realized that my rebellious nature was not just a phase, but a fundamental part of who I am. I have always been drawn to the thrill of breaking the rules and pushing the boundaries of what is considered acceptable. While I have made efforts to rein in my wild side and behave more responsibly, I know that I will always be the kind of person who dances on the edge of chaos.

So when I think about Santa's naughty list, I can't help but feel a twinge of guilt knowing that my name is likely at the top. But I also take pride in the fact that I am unapologetically myself, flaws and all. I may be the reason Santa has a naughty list, but I wouldn't have it any other way.