Celebrating Life

As much as I want to scream “HEY IT’S MY BIRTHDAY”, and throw invisible confetti around,

… I just can’t. Yesterday evening was pure hell. Part of my day was spent arguing with someone about how I wouldn’t feel good enough in his “poly” lifestyle.. Though he’s someone I dearly care about.

A second part of the night was spent in even greater anxiety, with a friend who had suicidal tendencies. 😦 (Who am I suppose to call when I feel they might actually try to hurt themselves? )

And I ended the night literally sobbing while someone else grew irritated with me, like I was “tripping”… Full moon or not, friend slicing wrists would upset anyone. I think he (third friend, not friend from second paragraph) just had a terrible day and we just happened to miss each other’s call most of the day… So his irritation lead to misinterpretation of my texts.

For what it’s worth, it’s my birthday…. Could I have a hug please? Thanks!!