Published on 12, July, 2020
I'm not a fan of them. Even as a little girl I never got excited for my birthday, in fact the weeks leading up to it were always filled with dread and this is something that's never changed.
My birthday is next month and I'm already dreading it. People keep asking me what I want, should we do a party, am I excited...
It must sound like I'm not grateful, I actually am grateful for the thought and care but as with every year I just want to stay in my room and wait for the day to be over. Everyone fusses and the majority know I don't like my birthday or celebrating but they do it anyway.
If it was a quiet occasion it would be much better and I wouldn't have such a big problem with it but it's never a quiet occasion and by the end of the day I'm always exhausted and nearing a meltdown.
There's still a month to go but I'm anxious already. If I'm really lucky they will forget it this year and I can carry on like normal.
No, the day is too different and everyone else seems to have expectations of what your day should be. I don’t mind some cards and a Colin the Caterpillar cake in the evening with a cup of tea.
I like cards as well. I'll usually end up with a mix of Elvis and Disney birthday cards.
Snap, nearly... They do a girl version of Colin the Caterpillar birthday cakes called Connie and that's normally the one I'm bought