My 18th birthday was 2 days ago. I have had a string of bad luck on my birthdays for about 5 years now. When I turned 12, there was a tornado in the area of where I live, and I ended up getting electrocuted due to a power surge. That started the bad luck. Another year, we got flooded, and our basement was practically a swimming pool. That same day, my cousin ended up in the hospital. For my 14th, my dad got called to work when we were supposed to be celebrating, so I couldn’t see him all night. And of course, the luck continued this year.
I knew my best friend was trying to plan a surprise lunch party for me, but I figured it out because I am a hard person to truly surprise. I usually figure them out, always. So my friends ended up coming over. Lunch was fun, but I am still stuck in this depression, so I didn’t feel like myself. I hate the attention that a birthday brings. I just don’t feel that I deserve it. When all my friends were going to leave my house, it suddenly hit me that this was the last time that we were all going to be able to gather in my house. I will be moving in a couple weeks, and between work and school schedules, it gets hard to have everyone together. My house is right next to our high school, so it was always the common meeting place for my friends. We had lunch here every day during senior year. We’ve had multiple birthday parties for friends here. It has been our meeting place for dances and proms. It is has been the life of the party for many years, and it’s going to be very hard to leave.
I got pretty emotional after they all left, and it didn’t end for a very long time. I told my friend I needed to talk; the same friend that planned my birthday lunch. He said he was busy, and left to go to the mall with his other friend; the girl that resulted in us breaking up. I was instantly offended. He left my party to go be with her. I still hate her. Ultimately, this made me even more emotional and upset. I didn’t have my best friend to talk to.
On top of all this, I discovered that one of my used-to-be best friends is now pregnant. We used to be like sisters. We practically lived together. This was the icing on the cake (no pun intended) for a shitty birthday.
I put a smile on my face to have cake and ice cream with my extended family, but on the inside, and outside, I just wanted to cry. It had been such an emotional day.
So theirs my story of another birthday gone wrong. The start of my 18th year that I’ll never forget.
The next day was much better. I found out who I will be rooming with at college, and she seems really nice. Tonight, I am going camping with all my cousins, which should be fun.
I hope you have all had a good week!