I don’t like holidays

Holidays are meaningless when you’re unemployed. Actually, they’re worse because on a day when everyone else has a day off which they choose to spend with their loved ones, I feel even more alone. No one ever chooses me.
A friend texted me at the end of a long weekend asking ‘how are you? What are you doing tomorrow?’ This is clearly an afterthought, because he chose to spend the weekend with others (whom I can no longer tolerate due to racism) I replied, ‘Not doing so great. I’m around.’ He just ‘liked’ the message. I’m not sure what I’m supposed to make of that. I guess it’s nice that I was able to send him something that he liked, even if the thing he likes is me not doing well. It makes me feel pretty bad, if I’m going to be completely honest, even if I have no right to feel that way.