Hello Everyone:
Mom made me so mad today because she mentioned my birthday. It sounds insane but I just don't want anyone saying anything about it. I'm not vain about it, I just don't want any sort celebration or acknowledgement beyond the polite greeting. Really, no acknowledgement from mom et al. I think they're just want to do things like take me out to dinner for the sake of being nice. Sis sent me an email asking me about getting together on Sunday (the day my birthday falls out). I'm ghosting her right now. I also turned mom's offer to lunch down. She left me a card on my desk, which I'm conveniently ignoring for the moment. I know it's there and I've actually read it. It's the usual pablum. I'll just let sit there until I feel like reading it. I pretty much started yelling about how much I don't want anything special. For me, it's just another day of the week. Where does all this come from? Too many disappointing celebrations. I'm tired of just going through the motions. I'm so tired of being asked what I want to do for my birthday and getting shot down. I feel like the cartoon character Charlie Brown who always tries to kick the football, being held by Lucy, only to have it pulled away at the last second. I don't want to play anymore. I just want to be left alone. It's better if no one says anything.
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