Hey, good morning ❤️ My last birthday that I celebrated was..
Added 2023-07-27 09:48:32 +0000 UTCHey, good morning ❤️
My last birthday that I celebrated was when I was 11 years old. My mom baked a cake and drew big 11s on it with whipped cream.
I invited my friends over. They came with gifts and wished me a bunch of different wishes.
I've never felt comfortable accepting these wishes. As I got older I realized exactly what I was experiencing at that moment.
I did not understand why people say kind words on this particular day, but do not say them on other days. Why can't we just give a gift to a loved one on another day. It looked a little hypocritical, as if this is the day you HAVE to say these words, because it is customary.
From the age of 11, I stopped celebrating my birthday. And since then it has become the saddest day of my life. I was often alone, often crying, and so on. I did not tell anyone that this day is my birthday, so as not to attract attention to myself.
I even began to congratulate my friends on other days, but as if on a birthday.
For many years this war lasted inside me. I have always dreamed of going to bed on the 22nd of July and waking up on the 24th.
But then I got older and just let it go. I also still do not celebrate my birthday, but I take it easier.
This year my friends decided to surprise me and took me to a small farm to pet the reindeer. They know how much I love deer and dream of seeing them in the wild (yes, I am 28 years old and I have never seen a deer in the wild, only very far away).
After that, we ate vegan sushi, and in the evening we went into the city and just talked a lot.
In principle, the day was not bad, but the feeling of a holiday has long been absent, probably it remained somewhere in childhood. And how do you spend your birthday? do you love this day? celebrating?
