| Birthdays for me are weird. I've never liked them. The earliest birthday I can remember was my eleventh, and I remember that day just being totally terrible. I had a nice party and gifts and such, but I just spent the whole day bawling. Every year since, I get really depressed around my birthday. It really has nothing to do with getting older or anything, cuz that I really don't mind. Last year I actually had a really nice birthday, because my husband decorated the house and acted like it was this whole big deal but there was no one there so there was no pressure on me to be "happy," so it really felt good. This year I thought I would be fine too because I've got the best gift I could ever ever ask for-- a baby in my tummy, growing perfectly. But I dunno, there's just something about Birthdays....Maybe I have some weird mental condition...Birthday Bi-polarism or something. LOL ↑ |
| well if u have birthday bipolarism, i have life bipolar haha. ↑ |
