Today is my Birthday and I turn 30 something, notice how women never tell their age. Anyway, I spent it doing my least favorite thing and that's going to work. Then I came home to an empty house and had my salad and half a wrap. Other than my facebook 'birthday wishes' I only had three human contacts wishing me a happy birthday-they were my co-workers and a neighbor. I want to cry, sob and just curl up into a ball. This has to be by far the worst birthday in all my life. I can't believe I'm alone on my birthday and the 'friends' I thought I had never even responded to my invite to my birthday outing.
This just brings me to one conclusion....I MUST GO HOME. I'm finished with trying and I'm too depressed to care anymore.
I can't believe this is happening to me nor can I accept this situation any further. It's over. I'm done trying, I'm done caring, I'm utterly done.
This just brings me to one conclusion....I MUST GO HOME. I'm finished with trying and I'm too depressed to care anymore.
I can't believe this is happening to me nor can I accept this situation any further. It's over. I'm done trying, I'm done caring, I'm utterly done.
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