I changed my username this time last year... it says it all.
It's my birthday on Sunday. One week after Christmas. It's always been shit but my mum always made the effort if others didn't.
I'm married now and I share this bloody awful birthday with my DSS. I always make the effort for him. Cake. Decorations. Birthday tea. I would never want him to feel the way I have done/ do.
I'm lucky if I get a card or an acknowledgment it's my birthday before 4pm on the day.
I'm in my 30s and I know I sound like a spoilt bloody brat. I'd be happy with a card.
DH is truly wonderful in many many way but he is utterly rubbish at celebrations. And he really wouldn't be bothered if he got nothing for his birthday (but I'd never do that to him no matter how many times I've thought about it!).
I think it's just a difficult time of year. I seem to put oodles of effort into Christmas and birthdays for everyone else (DSD birthday is Jan too) and get completely sod all in return. And the build up to fuck all is even worse. I know it's coming. I'm bracing myself.
Sorry for the whine-y waffle!