Next Friday Nov. 13th I will be turning 35 and I am dreading it. I have not accomplished all that I wanted, and figured when I was younger I would be in a different place than I am now. It eats at me to think I won't be having a huge bash with lots of friends around. I won't have a husband or family making a special dinner. No none of that has happened for me. It is be lucky if my parents take me out to some place for dinner. hopefully maybe two friends will get to come too. I hate where I am in life. very depressing indeed, just living a lonely life upstairs of my parents' house.
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