It's my stupid birthday and as like every yr that it rolls round, i feel like my mood matches the rememberance of someone that died rather than the day i was born. Maybe because birthday are supposed to celebrate your birth but for my its a painful reminder that my mum gave me up and no matter how good her intentions were at the time, its like a deep pain inside that i really feel on my birthday. I feel like i need to escape, i dont want to talk to people or have to give plastic fake smiles. i quite honestly cant wait till the day is over and it doesnt help that my birth mother doesnt bother to say hello. Sorry to be on such a morbid note, im sure once this day is over ill go back to my cheerful self.
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