Today did not feel like a birthday whatsoever. Maybe my dad was right when he said birthdays don’t matter much once you’re 20. Unfortunately, they don’t seem to matter to your “best friends” at all. It’s really disappointing how different things are after a year has passed. People I truly believed to be some of my best friends in the entire world forgot to tell me two simple words, “Happy Birthday.” It just really makes me think. Not to mention it makes me feel low as shit. Like, I’m completely bummed out, & this is not how I pictured my birthday. But then again, not many things work out in my favor, so why should things change now? Honestly though, I’m not going to let it ruin me or anything. I’m no longer a teenager & I’m taking it upon myself to kick my life into high gear. I might have to do it with a few less friends than I hoped, but that doesn’t mean it’s impossible. I’m so grateful for my real friends, though. Seriously. I’d die without them. I’m beyond grateful for Rachel. She means the world to me, & I can’t stress that enough. Happy birthday to me.