It's just that really. I'm thankful for my years, etc, but I feel quite sad my birthday is at the weekend and I won't be celebrating it.
I have never really been bothered by birthdays, even in my early teens I found them a bit 'bleh'. But somebody asked me today what I did for my 18th and I honestly don't remember. I have slight recollection of what it could've been like but that birthday would be identical to my 17th, 19, 20th.
No idea what I did in particular and that's because I didn't really do anything at all!
I have a small DC and currently very busy studying for a degree. It's all very busy bee 24/7.
AIBU to feel a bit sad?
No milestone birthdays after this until I'm 30, an age people start to moan about and consider 'getting old' (even though I don't think it's anywhere near old).
Maybe it's just saying goodbye to the most youthful of youth. That's it now - Bye. Gone forever, a chapter of my life over without being particularly noteworthy.