It was my birthday yesterday. Nothing felt real or exciting.
I got a starbucks, walked around the mall hoping to buy myself something but left empty handed. I went to a walmart to buy some party decorations. Mostly roses, vases and pearls as my party to celebrate would be on a Sunday. Which was 2 days after my birthday. I then sat in traffic for 1 hour and 30 min because i forgot it was a Friday and left peak rush hour.
I then had dinner with my family and my boyfriend and I absolutely wanted to leave. I hated it. Yet i just kept my mouth shut the entire time. My parents seem more cheerful than i am and i guess they are trying to make me smile. Yet i feel so miserable when they are around. Parents trying to annoy their kids you know. I wont get into details on what they did to me when i was you get but to put it short, i only see them and the screaming people they once were than the happy go lucky couple they are now.
I also got into an argument with my boyfriend, how i wasnโt responding to him. Saying โIโm talking to myselfโ i explained that i was getting ready and couldnโt look at my phone. Yet my mood was already sour to begin with and as he sat there being angry i just dissociated the whole drive and dinner.
After, we all got home and gathered around the dining room table to blow out my candles on a small cake the shape of a hot coco cup. It was cute and my mom was raving about it and asking if i thought the same way. I just nodded.
They sung happy birthday and i of course put on a fake smile to look like Im enjoying it.
I swear the entire time they were singing happy birthday felt like an eternity. I just wanted to go into my room and cry but not yet.
I stared and the flames and it was nice to look at. Yet all i feel was just sadness, being reminded that i am getting older and still stuck in the same place. I didnโt achieve all the dreams that i set this year and started having a crisis. What was my purpose, will i ever have control over myself again. Will i ever feel happy again. Smile? Feel satisfied?. am i really just this depressed hollow doll destined to just rot and die in this family. On this corner of the world. I rather justโฆโฆ never mind.
After cuddling with my boyfriend i had to drive him home because he has a bad ankle thats been hurting for a year now and he wore dress shoes that would make his feet hurt if he were to walk home.
I was grouchy of course because i fell asleep but i drove him home.
I got home, turned off the lights, laid down and just cried. I cried cuddling my teddy bear that i had since birth. I grew to hate my birthday. it just doesnt feel the same anymore. It always feels stressful, hallow, and depressing now.
I even contemplated on canceling on my party on Sunday. As it just starts to stress me out with decorations and entertainment, along with many of my new friends also stressing out because i live so far away from them and the fact that i had to go and get them just bothers me now since most of them donโt have their licenses as they live in a city that is walkable. But will see by tomorrow.
Well Happy Birthday to me i guess. I just hope i find that excitement again.