secretlycanadian
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Well I turned 27 today. I don't think there is a more depressing day for me than my birthday, except maybe new years eve or valentines day. It's days like these that remind me of how alone and isolated I am. I went to my parent's house and had my favorite dinner, much like the way a child celebrates. Co-workers asked me if I have any plans tonight and I had to make something up because the truth is too embarrassing to admit. I appreciate my family trying to do something nice for me but I'd really just rather ignore this day.