I am absolutely dreading the new year. It's my 60th birthday and I'll be spending it alone.
I have never been part of my mother and stepfathers family. They told me they won't be seeing me on my birthday as it's "all too much at our age".
The the next week they announce they are flying to Australia to see one of my step siblings for two months. A 23 hour flight is apparently is not too much for them to manage.
They have not invited me to their house either as the covid risk is apparently too high despite all of us being double vaccinated.
I don't know how the hell I'm going to get through the day, either I do a 12 hour shift and hope it passes quickly or take a couple of sleeping pills and sleep through it.
I have no interest in doing anything on the day on my own.
Another year, another shit birthday that nobody cares about.