Writing this entry is kind of like a purge for me, not a vent or rant, this has bothered me and will. While today is my birthday and I know I should celebrate, kick it up, whatever, this day is very bittersweet for me. Today was the day I was born, true, I didn't ask to come into this world but I am here, but also today is the day he proposed to me after dating for 7 years, and also this is the time when "their" affair started. I have to remember my birithday, MY day, as when my family became broken. I know what you all will say, it's just not easy to move past that, not when that day signifies something that is supposed to be a happy day. It's just not. I have the "memories" of him saying to her, he wished he was with her instead of out to dinner with me, how it was their "first anniversary", blah blah. I looked in the mirror again, and could see how these 2 years have taken it's toll. I used to look 10 years younger than I am but no more....aging gracefully, I could deal with, aging to stress, not so much. Just so you know, if I am not happy today, that is why. I thank everyone that wished me a birthday, but I do have one positive that I couldn't have asked for a better present....the Steelers won...BOOYAH!!!