And breathe.

I came home, tired, irritable, drained, led down on my bed and cried. It all got a bit too much and I just let it all out.

I don’t want to make a big deal about my birthday, it’s not me and so I keep quiet about it and part of me is ok with that and part of me wishes I could bring myself to make more effort.

(The two presents I did get from Rob and Ally were just perfect.)