|Let me just come out and say it: I don't like receiving gifts. I know that makes me a terrible, selfish person who is incapable of enjoying the well-meaning benevolence of others. Oh well. At least I'm honest.
At first, it was about money. I didn't like the fact that someone was spending money on me, because gift-giving is largely a social convention that's often a de facto obligation. That's why there are gift exchanges. You get a gift, but you also have to give a gift. We all like to pretend that's not the case. Go on, keep pretending.
I've realized some people just honestly like giving gifts. It makes them feel better, which is an oddly selfish form of generosity. But I try not to think about that, or the fact that they probably can't afford it, or how many more worthy things they could be spending their money on. People enjoy spending their money, for better or worse.
Getting past the financial aspect of it, there's the practical aspect: If I want something, I'll probably buy it myself. I have a job, and I make money. I buy the things I want. If I haven't bought something, it probably means I don't want it. There are exceptions to this rule, and most of those exceptions are consumables. Honestly, buy me all the chocolate and whiskey you want. I'm fine with that. But don't buy me a large appliance. Don't buy me a decorative object that doesn't serve a purpose. Yes, I have a house with lots of empty space at the moment. No, that doesn't mean I want to fill it with somebody else's ideas.
I know, I know. First world problems. But that's how I feel. #psychology