I can’t complain. I was blessed with an amazing sister, mother, grandmother, and boyfriend. All who helped make my birthday special today. Half of the day was wonderful… The other half was awful.
That’s the thing I hate most about anxiety and depression. Even on a special day like today, when you want more than anything to be happy for once and just enjoy life, anxiety and depression still find a way to creep in and ruin everything. I spent part of the day in tears. I hate myself for that, but I realize I couldn’t have helped it if I tried. I can only control so much of myself and my life, but I can’t control everyone else.
I’m trying so hard to deal with it all. But I’m do disappointed in how today ended up. I wanted better. I’m selfish and I have high expectations, but dammit I wanted today to go better than it did.
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