It’s my birthday today.
I am thirty two years old. I roll the years around like cold marbles in my mouth, spit them out and string them.
I feel so old.
I’m scared of everything. I am raw and vulnerable, calloused and hardened.
I’ll take today for what it is. For now, I’ll just… be.
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I don’t think you have to be all that into birthdays. Mine just passed too. Despite my family trying to make it nice, I was just in a shit mood. It is just a day like any other in the end.
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Happy Birthday!!
Happy Birthday! You are wise beyond your years! Hang in there, things will get better for you!
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Dear Lori,
It’s okay to not feel like roses all the time even when it’s your birthday, but remember that this is probably your depression lying to you.
I wish you a wonderful coming year filled with love and special memories and good moments in your new home.
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Happy Birthday gorgeous, hope you have an awesome day anyhow. xxx
Happy Birthday, and the sun is shinning too. Have a great day.