...birthdays are as depressing as all get out?
This is only my fifth year even acknowledging them in any way...but I still find them horribly depressing. I got cards from some of my friends and stuff from my husband and daughter and my husband's family, which is wonderful...but only one of my ex-JW friends remembered...(thanks, Mulan...) I wish that I didn't know what my birthday was. Bad things always seem to happen around it and I always end up counting the minutes until the day is done...just wondered if anyone else ever feels this way?
essie