It's my birthday in about a week, every day I move closer, each day I feel a deeper sense of dread and intense stress.
My birthday as well as new year's eve and yuletide, are the three major events that I am the most drawn to regarding when to kick the bucket.
A lot has to do with the endless abuse as well as disappointment all the way through childhood and adult life, all the memories come crashing in uninvited and merciless, leaving me a complete wreck before, during and after my birthdays.
I prefer when people don't try to give me anything or set anything up and instead give me something on another day because they want to, I hate this forced gift giving nonsense, I absolutely hate that people don't understand why I don't want company on my birthday, it's like they make it about themselves instead when I say I'm not going to host a party.
Urgh?