Last year kind of killed the idea of being happy about my birthday for me. I always used to hope something fun or kind would happen and it never does. Got a text from my best bud in the morning and the rest of the day was just a day. None of my family remembered or if they did, they made a conscious effort to not say anything. Not sure which is worse? I don’t talk to any of them anymore. I’ve pretty much orphaned myself in the last two years or so and I’ve been pretty happy about that to be honest.

This year I just went out and got myself some stuff, hung out with my kid, and played some board games with my wife. It was much better to just not expect anything from anyone.