It's not a landmark birthday or anything, but I'm sitting here in tears about the lack of..well..anything. Not even a text from my kids.
I lost my job a few weeks ago and have been very down about it. I have always had something to get up for on a morning, but am at this moment sitting in bed in my hideous fluffy purple dressing gown, wondering if I really am so insignificant.
Should I just accept that now I'm older, my birthdays shouldn't be celebrated?