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I don't know why, but around the time of my birthday I always become sort of easily angered or depressive. My last birthday was my 21st and my mom took me away with my brother and her boyfriend for a week and I just a miserable sack of shit the whole time. I really regret it immensely because I know she just wanted to show me a good time and shit because she loves me but I was basically just a sour asshole the whole time. I wish I could go back and do things different, if not for any other reason than to show her she did a good job. I also have not come to terms mentally at all with the fact my father will one day die and it eats me up inside because I love him and he's practically my best friend because we do shit all the time.
I think I made myself sad.
