Last night, I had my 18th birthday. I invited 13 people. And only 4 showed up. We made so much food. The evidence of people not coming is still here. People just told me they couldn’t come last minute. I felt shitter as the night went on.
I had a 3 tier cake. A fire pit to roast marshmallows. Cocktails. Multiple games. In the end it didn’t matter what was at the party people still didn’t show.
It was half an hour until two of my friends showed. They were the first guests. I thought they were the only ones coming until another two showed up. I felt so relieved.
Two others who were supposed to come said they couldn’t come because: they forgot, and my other friend said her dog was sick and might be put down.
I don’t know if I should believe them, but when they told me, I felt sick. I was so embarassed and upset and mad. My four friends who actually came felt sorry for me and tried to make me feel better by telling how this party was so much fun.
Nevertheless, I cried myself to sleep last night, and I’m still crying. I have never felt so humiliated in front of everyone. Now they know how much of a loser I am.
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That’s rough. Sorry things turned out that way. It’s never easy when things don’t go the way you want them to, especially something so personal. At least you got to spend some time with people who you know care about you. Happy birthday, belated!
Aww that hit home, I’m sorry you had to go through that. That’s an awful feeling. <3
Happy birthday, I once had a work leaving do and only a handful of my colleagues turned up, I pretended I didn’t care but on the inside the humiliation was off the charts so I know exactly what you mean, and I don’t think you’re a loser you’ve just seen first hand how selfish people are
My friend, who was one of the first guests that came to my party, told me that it was fine. After the party, I told her how humiliated I felt, but she keeps telling how “it’s fine”. She just doesn’t get it. Although I’m not sure if I should let off my friends who “couldn’t make it”.
I think she has it half right. Of course it isn’t “fine”, I mean, it sounds like an unpleasant experience, and thoughtless behaviour of the no-shows.
On the other hand, there is no reason to dwell on this and attach all sorts of meaning to it with regards to who you are. Better to just think “what a disappointment”, and move on.
From what I have heard, the more you dwell on stuff like that, the worse it makes you feel in the long run.
At times like these, you find out who your true friends are. The dog excuse might be legitimate, but the ones who either “forgot” or simply didn’t show up should be regarded as nothing more than mere acquaintances going forward.
When I was your age, I was overly conscious about my popularity and how others regarded me. As I got older, those things became less important. Now I would rather have, say, four close friends than 4,000 “Facebook friends” who aren’t really friends in the truest sense of the word.
If I were you, I would spend more time and effort cultivating the friendships with the people you (now) know really care about you and promptly drop the others out of your inner circle. And don’t beat yourself up over something you can’t control (I know that’s easier said than done, but you’ll feel a lot better once you realize that the REAL losers are the ones who totally blew you off like that… f them!)
Yeah, I’m really pissed and upset with my so-called best friends. I have no idea how to approach them. I haven’t really replied much to their excuses, only simple “ok”s. I really have no idea if they’re telling the truth or not. This party meant so much to me. I put so much time and effort into this… and they just blew me off one by one. They all did. I don’t know if it was a coincidence or if it was a bad day. I just know that when I needed them the most, they weren’t there.
Wow, I’m sorry. You deserve better. That shouldn’t reflect on you, that is just them being really bad “friends”. If you can’t come, at least let people know in advance.
I guess I should be the last person to preach, I’m a notorious flake. But still.
Forget about it. Or rather: Leave it in the past. Don’t let this define you. Even the world’s most successful and admired people have embarrassing stories (not that I’m saying this is embarrassing, more like super unfortunate/thoughtless of them, and harsh).
I hope you can move on from this.
this is really late but i still wanna leave my two cents, when it comes to parties dont expect very many people to show up. Its the people that do show up that count. as for the ones with excuses it goes case to case. id understand the sick dog. but yeah unless your a billionaire expect alot less than the total of people invited to show up.