spiralling
The disappointment from first looking forward very much to something and then having it snatched away from beneath your nose before you get to enjoy it is just… cruel.
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That said, why is my favourite month of the year quickly becoming more and more depressing every year?
Maybe this is why people dislike celebrating their birthdays more and more as they grow older.
Is this part of growing up? Then I want no part in it.
I just want to be happy.
I should be so happy… or so people have been telling me.
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