Its my birthday and i feel terrible. i feel so down and emotional and im not sure why, it was like it last year too. My OH got up at 10:30 as he was working 12-12 today, and has been working so much this week, i had 2 dvds and 2 cds off him unwrapped from tesco that he got yesterday before work. Once i had my presents he went in the shower while i made breakfast and ironed his uniform and not long after he left for work.
I guess im just feeling very deflated. This is only my second year living in my own house, and when i use to have a birthday when living with my parents i use to get so much fuss, I guess i was just looking forward to one day where things would be done for me instead of the other way round.
My mother phoned and said they would come down and we would have a takeaway tonight but i just feel like curling up. My 3year nephew then phoned and sung happy birthday which made me burst into tears, so im sitting writting this crying. I just think ive been bottling up some worries and they have all caught up with me. Like my parents want to come here, but i hate my house, i know that sounds terrible because i should be grateful that i have a house, but i hate it and the thought of everyone coming down later and sitting here, i just cant stand it. My mother has said i can go down theirs for food tonight but i really dont feel like going out.
Whats wrong with me im only 22 lol i was like this at christmas too. Sorry for the moan just needed to get it out.
Edited* coz off my spelling mistakes
I guess im just feeling very deflated. This is only my second year living in my own house, and when i use to have a birthday when living with my parents i use to get so much fuss, I guess i was just looking forward to one day where things would be done for me instead of the other way round.
My mother phoned and said they would come down and we would have a takeaway tonight but i just feel like curling up. My 3year nephew then phoned and sung happy birthday which made me burst into tears, so im sitting writting this crying. I just think ive been bottling up some worries and they have all caught up with me. Like my parents want to come here, but i hate my house, i know that sounds terrible because i should be grateful that i have a house, but i hate it and the thought of everyone coming down later and sitting here, i just cant stand it. My mother has said i can go down theirs for food tonight but i really dont feel like going out.
Whats wrong with me im only 22 lol i was like this at christmas too. Sorry for the moan just needed to get it out.
Edited* coz off my spelling mistakes