September 27
Thursday, September 26, 2013 @ 8:41 PM

For as long as I could remember, my birthday celebration that I would receive from my family consisted of my dad simply wishing me a "happy birthday" any time during the day that he saw me, and most times, they seemed forced and felt awkward because I could tell that he hardly meant it.


But at least he didn't trivialize the day of my birth, like my mom who tends to overlook it completely and I would be considered lucky for the (very few) times my mom acknowledged my birthday. As sad as it sounds, I've gotten used to setting no expectations for them, or for anyone else. I don't even expect anyone to remember it without the annoying Facebook and Skype notifications everyone is forced to see. And for those who actually do remember it, I appreciate it (a lot).