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Few months ago It was my birthday.
In the afternoon, I was sitting in the living room with my parents. They made a cake, congratulated me and I got a few presents.
At the end of the day, no one remembered my birthday except them. No birthday call, no message, nothing from friends or anyone.
Even tho I didn't care about the birthday itself, it was a strange and surreal feeling to notice that no one gives a shit about you except your family. Even worse when you remember about how often you fucked up and were a disrespectful cunt to them. I think me must recognize and appreciate all the hardship our boomer parents went through
In the afternoon, I was sitting in the living room with my parents. They made a cake, congratulated me and I got a few presents.
At the end of the day, no one remembered my birthday except them. No birthday call, no message, nothing from friends or anyone.
Even tho I didn't care about the birthday itself, it was a strange and surreal feeling to notice that no one gives a shit about you except your family. Even worse when you remember about how often you fucked up and were a disrespectful cunt to them. I think me must recognize and appreciate all the hardship our boomer parents went through