My birthday is on the 24th, and I'm dreading it. I'm pretty sure it is a cursed day. I usually have a range of lame to traumatic events on or around my birthday. I don't mind that I'm about to be 36 but I do mind not having a fun or joyous or even blandly normal day.
Just some of the things I've been through: When I was a teen, my horrible grandma took me to the ren fair only to ditch me and hang out with one of her married boyfriends. It proceeded to rain on me for hours. In my 20's, a former friend my husband and I financially supported for years invited me to go shopping at the mall, but instead of spending time or money on me, he bought a ton of gifts for our mutual co-worker he invited... when I told him I was hurt by this, he did not even apologize, he just said that was my fault for expecting anything. Last year my husband and I planned on going out to dinner, but my job decided they could not pay me on time so our plans fell through... the next day I found out I had a miscarriage. A lot of other things have happened that were less traumatizing, but thats about par for my special day.
My husband still thinks we should plan something fun to chase away the bad luck, but I kind of want to pretend its just another day. I've got my new baby, so I'd rather spend time with her and ignore the world.
Just some of the things I've been through: When I was a teen, my horrible grandma took me to the ren fair only to ditch me and hang out with one of her married boyfriends. It proceeded to rain on me for hours. In my 20's, a former friend my husband and I financially supported for years invited me to go shopping at the mall, but instead of spending time or money on me, he bought a ton of gifts for our mutual co-worker he invited... when I told him I was hurt by this, he did not even apologize, he just said that was my fault for expecting anything. Last year my husband and I planned on going out to dinner, but my job decided they could not pay me on time so our plans fell through... the next day I found out I had a miscarriage. A lot of other things have happened that were less traumatizing, but thats about par for my special day.
My husband still thinks we should plan something fun to chase away the bad luck, but I kind of want to pretend its just another day. I've got my new baby, so I'd rather spend time with her and ignore the world.
