What You Missed: Part III, "What Birthday?"
What You Missed: Part III, "What Birthday?"
Last Monday was my birthday. Nobody remembered. Well, Zack remembered but there's a qualifier to that which I really don't want to get into. Anyway, my own parents didn't even call me. I didn't get a present from anyone. It was pretty fucking sad.
The only person other than Zack who remembered was Tara, who called me and sang to me. I didn't have the heart to tell her that she was the one friend to remember.
I'm not going to lie: my feelings were very hurt and still are. It isn't about the birthday so much as what it tells me about some of the people I surround myself with. Mostly, it speaks to me about how little I'm in the thoughts of others.
Pity party or not, this is how I feel. I could go on and on about how rotten I felt and how much crying I did, but it's not even worth the words. It's just really fucked up.
Later...What You Missed: Part III, Continued, "The Christmas Tree of Doom"
Last Monday was my birthday. Nobody remembered. Well, Zack remembered but there's a qualifier to that which I really don't want to get into. Anyway, my own parents didn't even call me. I didn't get a present from anyone. It was pretty fucking sad.
The only person other than Zack who remembered was Tara, who called me and sang to me. I didn't have the heart to tell her that she was the one friend to remember.
I'm not going to lie: my feelings were very hurt and still are. It isn't about the birthday so much as what it tells me about some of the people I surround myself with. Mostly, it speaks to me about how little I'm in the thoughts of others.
Pity party or not, this is how I feel. I could go on and on about how rotten I felt and how much crying I did, but it's not even worth the words. It's just really fucked up.
Later...What You Missed: Part III, Continued, "The Christmas Tree of Doom"