Name changed because I sound like a miserable ungrateful madam.
It's my birthday and I've spent the last half an hour crying in my bedroom, pretending that I'm getting changed everytime someone has tried the door. I don't even know what's wrong, apart from lockdown and not seeing my mum for nearly three months and the rain spoiling my walking plans. And I've been taking my antidepressants sporadically because I think they add to my weight gain and I'm obese and don't want to die of coronavirus so thought that might help. It hasn't, unsurprisingly (perhaps I should cut out the crisps instead).
And my DH and kids have gone to some trouble and I need to start faking some happiness before I ruin everyone's day.
Please can someone give me a firm talking to?!