quietwater
delusional poet
- May 2, 2023
- 94
Today is my birthday.
It's the first birthday I had the chance to spend with friends and with my boyfriend, the first birthday I was actually looking forward to in the last days.
I never had the opportunity to celebrate my birthday with people other thank my mother, because I've never had friends to celebrate with, and I've never actually celebrated my birthday with my mother either because she's a terrible person, she never paid much attention to me and she usually abuses me both verbally and physically on my Birthday because she hates to see that I've make it another year.
I usually hate it too.
But this year I changed a lot, I've met my boyfriend and he helped me so much, we've made a lot of friends and we're happy with eachother.
We've organised a little party with four other people and I was really excited — this year is the first year I've received a gift.
Two of the four people I've invited me just texted me they can't come anymore, and I'm not sure the other two will come either.
My mother still abused me, insulting me just for existing.
I feel the same as every other birthday.
Why should I feel different?
It's a day as good as another.
People congratulate me for being born — "Happy Birthday!" "I hope you'll have a good day!" — and then I won't hear from them again for another whole year, they won't say anything about my abusive situation, they won't help me, they won't care.
Why should people even congratulate me on being born, if I didn't want to?
Go to my mother and congratulate her for her struggles in giving birth to me, instead.
I didn't do anything.
Nothing changed from the past year, nothing ever does.
Happy Birthday to me.
It's the first birthday I had the chance to spend with friends and with my boyfriend, the first birthday I was actually looking forward to in the last days.
I never had the opportunity to celebrate my birthday with people other thank my mother, because I've never had friends to celebrate with, and I've never actually celebrated my birthday with my mother either because she's a terrible person, she never paid much attention to me and she usually abuses me both verbally and physically on my Birthday because she hates to see that I've make it another year.
I usually hate it too.
But this year I changed a lot, I've met my boyfriend and he helped me so much, we've made a lot of friends and we're happy with eachother.
We've organised a little party with four other people and I was really excited — this year is the first year I've received a gift.
Two of the four people I've invited me just texted me they can't come anymore, and I'm not sure the other two will come either.
My mother still abused me, insulting me just for existing.
I feel the same as every other birthday.
Why should I feel different?
It's a day as good as another.
People congratulate me for being born — "Happy Birthday!" "I hope you'll have a good day!" — and then I won't hear from them again for another whole year, they won't say anything about my abusive situation, they won't help me, they won't care.
Why should people even congratulate me on being born, if I didn't want to?
Go to my mother and congratulate her for her struggles in giving birth to me, instead.
I didn't do anything.
Nothing changed from the past year, nothing ever does.
Happy Birthday to me.
