13th May

so it's that time of year again. where I ask myself, why was I even born. people tend to wish me, but I don't see why it's suppose to be happy. if I wasn't born, I wouldn't have to go through what I'm going through now. even if someone tries to make today the best, the memories haunt me for eternity. may next year will be greater than this one... and may I accept the fact that it is my birthday.