2 phone calls
2 messages on Facebook
0 smiles
0 happy thoughts
1000 tears
1 “present”
10 hours thinking about suicide methods
15 minutes faking happiness
1 new mental scar
Can anyone imagine a nicer birthday? I wonder why they don’t have a category “I Won’t Survive” for posts on SP.
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I refused to celebrate my last one. I spent most of the day in silent solitude and reflection.
i didn’t mind.
I’m sorry you had a tough day on your birthday. Unfortunately, I’ve had birthdays that were more of a sad milestone than anything else. I hope that things get a little better for you.
There is hope.
My Christmas…..
0 phone calls.
Mom and I here alone (with the dog).
However, things are changing,,,, they can and will for you if you put effort into it. 🙂
Yeah, I think I took the decision today. Until now I wasn’t sure if I even wanted this, but things got so out of hand, I know I need this.
Hey, happy birthday Clair. I’m sorry it wasn’t a great day for you. I celebrated my birthday alone for the past few years – I went out to get myself dinner and dessert, and see a movie. It wasn’t that bad, better than sitting at home.
29 was my last good one. It seems like everything just went bad, almost immediately afterward. The last 4 have been terrible.
And since at this point, i’m not exactly glad i was born… i don’t think it’s something i should celebrate. It’s like celebrating the first day of a war that’s still raging. Maybe i’ll celebrate it when and if the war ends with positive results.
You should plot a route to happiness so that your next birthday will be more fulfilling
Birthdays … an excuse to celebrate when there is no otherwise earthly reason to celebrate anything … birth is simply a matter of random happenstance. billions have been born throughout the ages. I find that friends and acquaintances tend to remember my birthday only for their own selfish reasons for an excuse to party … and that’s good for them … i might even join them if if feel so inclined on that particular day … but generally i have no use for a “special” day to commemorate my existence. I am infinitely aware of my existence every minute of every day.
it’s just a day … another day that has its list of tasks that must be completed, work, bank, market, wash the dogs etc and so forth. I simply enjoy days that don’t produce problems and frustrations and trudge my way through the days that do … a day is just a day … what others do on that day is their business
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