Life
It’s my birthday month 🎂
And here’s why I celebrate every damn day
I love September. It’s my birthday month, and I love my birthday, too—and not for the reasons you think.
My birthday isn’t all about presents, cake (oh, how I love cake), and people acknowledging it’s my special day. It’s not about how many people on Facebook will wish me a Happy Birthday on my special day.
Nope. I don’t even have my birthday listed on Facebook anymore.
Wanna know why?
Because once a year, I have people who I haven’t talked to in a fucking year suddenly come out of the woodwork because they got notified by a social media platform that it’s my birthday, and I’m so not interested in that anymore.
I‘ve since removed many of these people.
I also removed my birthday from Facebook a few years back. The people who truly love and know me know when my birthday is. If they forgot it, that’s totally cool with me because I still talk to them all the time anyway!
Every day in September, I do little things to honour myself and my birthday. Little things for me would be taking an hour off work just to do something or even nothing — to just chill out.
