Perhaps this is an AIBU but here I am.
I had a big birthday last year at the start of lock down. My DH and teenage children and 7year old didn't get me a gift "too difficult" with lock down. (Incidentally my parents also didn't send me anything, neither did my best friend, my sister sent me something the following day). The only present I opened was the one my colleague from work got me - I lovely personalised mug that lasted one day before my husband smashed it (unintentionally) the following day. I didn't ever get a present from my DH or children. Or my parents come to think about it. My best friend sent me a jokey present in September.
I spoke to my DH at the time and afterwards and said I was pretty upset by not having anything.
This year I opened my presents which were two things. One from my Mum that I had specifically asked for, and one from my sister. My DH and kids around me... I said "is there anything from you all?". And got a jokey reply that it hadn't arrived yet. So for the second year in a row I had no present from my DH/kids.
I simply went upstairs and cried for the whole morning. The kids were busy so didn't notice and DH went to work for the morning.
I spoke to DH in the evening to say how incredibly hurt I was. How even if the present hadn't come, he must have known that by the Friday morning,and yet he didn't bother to get some sort of emergency present or IOU note or nicely written out poem or just anything I could unwrap.
My Mum rang me for my birthday and spent twenty minutes telling me about her stress and how she was self harming.
I still haven't had any kind of gift AT ALL.
Ultimately, it's me that's a mug isn't it. I just feel so utterly lonely I think it is.