AIBU reasonable to be laid in bed crying because it's my birthday and all of my family (except dad) and most of my friends (apart from 2 new friends I have made at church) have forgotten to even send a text or Facebook message. I think it's worse because my mother killed herself the night before my birthday 4 years ago.
Is it me? I would want to see how that person was today.
DH has remembered, so have the in-laws, my dad sent me a rather weird card about custard (no idea) but I did remind him on Wednesday it was my birthday today.
About 8 years ago no one remembered my birthday at all and I was at the time in a very dark place. I remember thinking if I disappeared no one would notice.
How do people cope with people they love and care for just forgetting? other people seem to have a million happy birthday messages on social media. I want to bin it, but I can't because where I volunteer is co-ordinated by bloody Facebook.
Can someone hand me a fucking grip and a plan on how not to repeat this wallowing next year.