I was alone for most of it. Especially today. I did have a few drinks with the old lady next door last night. She felt sorry for me, I think. A few of you called me and it meant a lot. I had dinner with my mother and stepfather tonight. It was nice. Unfortunately, while having dinner an earring that I had just received as a gift on Friday fell out and I can’t find it. I called the restaurant and they haven’t found it. I walked up and down my street in my pajamas and slippers in the snow looking for it. It’s nowhere.
I rarely receive gifts, so when someone gives me something I treasure it. It becomes important to me. Even if it is the smallest littlest thing. Needless to say, I’m really upset. I can’t stop crying. Lovely, spending the last moments of ones birthday crying with a heavy heart.
This losing of my earring represents the way my life is. I get something nice and I lose it or it gets stolen or it breaks. I suppose I’m not allowed to have anything nice or be happy or have comfort or success or love. I’m not sure what curse I was born under, but sometimes it’s very hard to stay happy and optimistic when a permanent black cloud of bad luck and misfortune hangs over me.
((Hug))
*sitting silently so you just feel the friendship but don’t feel like you have to talk.*
Debbie,
Happy Birthday! I have been reading your blog for awhile now about a month or more I guess since Bonnie from My Bottom Smarts mentioned you. I love your blog, it is like truth serum and highly addictive! I’m sorry your birthday was not fun. That bites! Best wishes to you!
Julie
HUGE HUGS Debbie.
I’m sorry you lost your earring.
Happy Birthday sweetie.
I am a big lurker on your blog – and feel the need to wish you a Happy Birthday – no one deserves to feel lonely on their special day. It’s a shitty feeling – and I have been there and don’t wish it on anyone.
On that note, I hope this year brings you plenty of reasons to forget that feeling.
Happy Birfday. I do not have your number, even though I don’t know you from Adam I would have called and sang off key to you. It’s the least I could offer. Big hugs to you. My shoulder is here. I have been through remarkably similar. XOXO
OMG my heart just broke.
No, no no no you do not have a black cloud around you. I know it’s next to impossible to think that you don’t right now. If there is anything I can do, name it and it’s done.
I’m so sorry you didn’t have a Happy Birthday. I’ll jump out of a cake for you. Trust me, the ridiculous sight of ME doing that could break any sad mood and make you fall over laughing. I offer my physical comedy services to you. (and I don’t do that for ANYONE)
xoxoxo
Rosie
I sometimes feel that way. Is it a January thing? But don’t worry so much. Just try really hard to be positive about things. If things don’t work out, you look for something else that will. Apply that to everything in life. New man, new job, new city, new friends. There’s always a better day ahead. 🙂
I’m sorry it didn’t go well. I hope the rest of your week, no month, wait, your year goes much better.
But you mentioned snow. You must be happy about that, you’ve been wanting it for so long. If it’s enough go make a snow angel, you’ll feel better.
HUGS from me and H Ditty.
i’m so sorry honey..! happy birthda though – i’ve had some pretty shitty birthdays myself but remember what you told me before – it’s better to be with alone than to be with the wrong people!!! love ya!!
can you help me with my birthday it is shitty1
I am sorry there is little I can do to spark an new direction. Know that there are people who care about you.
I hope you will find some way to smile this week.
(((((HUGS))))))
I’m sorry your day ended up poopy and that you lost your earring Debbie! I hope that you find all the happiness you deserve this year!
Did you make the snow angel?
I’m sorry it sucked. 😦 The earring thing is terrible. 😦 I feel badly for you. 😦
This sounds trite and not very helpful, but at least its over and done with now and you can move on.
I’m sorry, mama.
I really am.
I think you should take the one earring look all the way and don a bandanna and peasant dress for a gypsy wench look! That’s a good look for you!
If it makes you feel any better, I spent one Christmas alone in a motel room, eating bean soup… separated from my son (who was 3 at the time) and my then-wife because her mother couldn’t be bothered to drive 20 miles to come and get me. (Really.)
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(((hugs)))
Sorry your birthday sucked more than rocked.
There’s not a black cloud over you. We all go through times like this and we have to remind ourselves that we deserve to have, to be loved and to be happy even when it seems like the world is conspiring against us.
Fug ’em. Just get the next year going. Of course, if you really want a better birthday, mine’s coming up, and you’re welcome to it.
Well sweetie. I’m truly sorry that your birthday sucked.
Your year can get better from here. That birthday is over, and now you’ve got a fresh air start for looking forward.
Treasure the remaining earring and let it serve as a reminder… you deserve the whole enchilada – and you can go out and get it.
We *heart* you girl, and that is worth a whole bucket of jewelry.
I like MG’s perspective.
I’m truly sorry your birthday sucked. We’ve all had sucky birthdays and holidays. Your earring doesn’t represent your life and you don’t have a black cloud over your head. I understand, however, how it can feel like that sometimes.
By the way: I told my husband not to purchase jewelery for me anymore. I’ve cried over the loss of an earring, a necklace, a bracelete, and a promise ring…all special treasures he gave to me.
Sorry you had a shitty birthday, Deb! When you get older, birthdays generally fall into two categories: shitty and not quite as shitty. I wish I could have a birthday as an adult like the awesome ones I used to have as a kid.
Maybe we need to go back to having our parents plan a party, complete with Pin the Tail on the Donkey and a Cookie Puss cake.
Hope the week is better for you.
– D.
Happy Happy Birthday!!! So sorry your day was shitty, I’ll have to agree with Dim birthdays usually fall into two categories…
So so sorry about your earring that truly sucks!!
Now go make that snow angel and we want a picture of it… 🙂 ((((((hugz))))))))))
i had no idea it was your birthday. what good is myspace if not birfday reminders? i would have gotten you a very special gift. step one. cut a hole in the box!
Well, crap!!
Don’t lose hope on that earring. I lost a ring once and it was gone longer than I care to admit, but that showed up anonymously in my mail.
Chin up, honey. We shall have dinner in a few weeks and drink and laugh!
Love you to bits.
First, I’m sorry about the earring. I know what you mean about losing things that are special. It’s the hardest. I’m a friend of Shadowdog. He said you’re one of the best. I hope your days get easier.
Been away from blogland for a few days.
Okay, a bit belated.
Happy Birthday.
Things always turn around, in their own time.
Sorry, Sweetie, I’ve been absent from blogging this week and failed to wish you a Happy Birthday. I’m so sorry it was disappointing.
The cloud will pass.
You think your’e the only one? Today is my birthday. For gifts I got my cell phone bill and $200 worth of hints to get off the couch. To celebrate, i sat by myself and got really high just to be able to forget my shitty little life even for a few hours. At least you can deal with it sober. I have to smoke because i can’t stand my worthless little life, and I can’t just kill myself because im too much of a pussy to actually do it. Have a nice day =)
you can buy some promise rings from ebay but those are the cheap ones, the quality ones are sold elswhere -;*
its my birthday to day and gessw what im 12 today my mum sat in her bed until hafle 3 to go to chunrch andv i have looked after his all morning and she forgot about my birthday i thinck my brother has as well cos he didt say happy birthday to me , i feel so sorry for me how sad is that!
I turned 19 today and its probably my worst birthday. I went and babysat my boyfriends sisters kids with him for about 2 1/2 hours and then came back home. I asked him if he would like to stay the night with me and he said no. So i know how u feel. I was very excited because we usually go out to dinner and a movie for my birthdays but this is was definatley shitty… Ive been staying with my grandpa because he had a surgery a few months back so ive been here to help him and havent been able to get out much for the past two months, so sitting at home was one of the last things i wanted to do for my birthday.