Birthday Blues
I really hate birthdays.
I am probably going to regret posting this entry, but it is what is going through my mind right now, so I guess I shouldn't hide it. I don't hate the idea of getting older, that's just a fact of life. I hate feeling depressed. I hate having to make plans for my special day. I want people to come to me because they want to help me celebrate. Just once, I want a birthday where everyone I love is all together in one room on the same day. If I could I would just ignore my birthday, but that is not allowed. I don't want any pity. I have friends, they just don't like each other.
I am probably going to regret posting this entry, but it is what is going through my mind right now, so I guess I shouldn't hide it. I don't hate the idea of getting older, that's just a fact of life. I hate feeling depressed. I hate having to make plans for my special day. I want people to come to me because they want to help me celebrate. Just once, I want a birthday where everyone I love is all together in one room on the same day. If I could I would just ignore my birthday, but that is not allowed. I don't want any pity. I have friends, they just don't like each other.