It all happened on my birthday in 2009, the year of the tragedy. Aside from having a bad year, I wanted to put all that aside to have my day to celebrate being alive for 24 years. It was too bad everybody else either planned it already or wanted no part of it. I got myself a new monitor that day and didn't turn out to be as appealing as it looked on the display. On top of that, my mom's boyfriend at the time gave me a guilt trip about how mother purchased me a monitor for Christmas (that I wasn't suppose to know yet) and "how she went out of her way to get me this monitor from eBay" and what not so I decided to return it. My brother wasn't around for some reason but he wanted to have welcome back party from prison on the same day as my birthday but my mom talked him out of it. Due to nothing really going according to plan, it just felt like I was being ignored the whole day and that got to me really bad. So bad that I could even decide what to eat, my mom's boyfriend "insisted" that he'd cook steak and stuff for us even though I didn't want that. My friend's girlfriend came over to pick up something and decided to stay too which was unplanned. During my meal, my other friend kept blowing on my phone trying to treat me to sushi. I told him I didn't want to go, there were people waiting for me there to eat with me..... great. So I had scarf down my food and rush down to them and even then I didn't want to be bothered. I just wanted this day to be over! The worst birthday ever wasn't over yet, a few days later my brother wanted to take to dinner (again with the food!). I was actually looking forward to this, because my brother and I hadn't spoken in 3 months so we finally had time to catch up. But he "insisted" on bringing our neighbor along so we could ALL catch up, and that ruined the experience for me. My neighbor took full control of the conversations that night, forgetting that I was the birthday boy. I wanted to cry then, and I wanted to cry days ago when it actually was my birthday. It's not fair that everybody have these spectacular birthdays but I get these truly nonchalant people that want to celebrate my birthday their way. Nobody wanted to do what I wanted to do, which was to appreciate that I was in their lives. But they did it in the stoic fashion, call me ungrateful then someone less deserving then you have a better birthday then you and tell me I'm wrong.
Notes
1. Told this story for the first time to someone else recently and realized it wasn't written
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