They Don’t Understand

People don’t understand why I do not want to acknowledge the existence of birthdays. For me, it’s a sadness trigger. It reminds me of how I am still a loser stuck in eternal hell and I have never amounted to anything and never will. How so many things were taken away from me and I was never able to reclaim them. Another year of not being given the chance to prove myself. Of how I am just a lifeless shell going through motions without any feeling behind them. Of how I lost the ability to be me. Nobody knows who I am even though they say they do. they only know my mask and my shell I was forced to hide in. I never wanted this. I wanted to be something in life, I wanted a life! I can’t even remember being truly happy anymore. I am not me. I have not been me for a good portion of my adult life. I am not alive, the spark is gone.

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I am an open book. My pages are just stuck together.
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