Birthday reminders

When I was younger, birthdays always bought excitement and joy. Gifts, friends, and family sending their wishes always made me anticipate it. Then depression came and left me dreading them because it was another I had to suffer. The beautiful thing about perspective is that now I see it as another year I have survived. My birthday reminds me that I made it another year and I can make it many more. This is deep for me due to history of suicidal ideations. So today I’m grateful that I have made it another year and have many more to come.

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