Tomorrow is my 32nd birthday, and I’ve never felt more alone.
I will receive no birthday wishes, unless I announce on social media that it’s my birthday. I have no friends, let alone anyone that is willing to actually plan something for me.
I will spend the day in bed, watching whatever I can to take my mind off the day, and will overindulge in pizza when I’m already way overweight.
Life sucks and then one day you die.
- happy birthday. let this year be the one you realize you are the best company you can have and fuck everyone else.
and make sure you get yourself a cake. birthday cakes matter.
- My birthday in December was spent alone, I had gone no contact with my father who tormented me in my youth, days prior, I did the same to my mother 15 years prior. My girlfriend passed from a brain tumor that same month. I sat in my room, alone, did nothing. I recieved no presents, and questioned why I was even alive. We all have our low points, just do whatever makes you happy for your day, make plans, don’t wait for others to make them. Buy a cake, your favourite kind. Watch some movies, ones you’ve seen dozens of times and still make you happy.
Happy birthday stranger.
Oh ya, do not worry about over indulging on your birthday, that’s the day you’re allowed to without guilt.