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That birthday post just made me dread the fact that my birthday is coming. I haven’t had a good birthday in years. On my birthday I never do anything,no one ever tries to do anything with me (only my family for a dinner. That’s as far as it goes). So I just end up depressed and lonely feeling on my birthday. The last time I felt remotely special on my birthday was my Sweet 16 and even that had been ruined by an ongoing divorce and my older sister running away from home (more shit followed after that day thus my period of ongoing depression for about 2+ years). Last year I had the flu on my birthday. My dad got me a card with a giftcard and that at least made me happy bc someone gave me something. When I got better I made myself a cake bc I didn’t have one at all. I just hung out with myself. I don’t have a lot of friends. I had close friends but...dunno. They’d probably never try and throw me a party or any kind of get together. Even just a dinner together. My birth is always depressing. If I had the money,I’d take myself to New Orleans. By myself. Idc. It’s my happy place away from home. If I really could afford it I’d honestly bring my mom. I can’t even go see her for my birthday. I dunno. I just haven’t looked forward to my birthday in years. The one day I just wanna feel special? Is it wrong or stupid? Yeah. It is. But it’s what I want bc I never feel special to anyone,ever. Just a second fiddle. I’ll probably spend my birthday as I have been for years: making myself a birthday cake,watching my favorite movies and basically having a normal ass day.











