A Very Sad Condition

“Sad? Why should I be sad? It’s my birthday. The happiest day of the year.”


January is such a rubbish month.

No one has any money; most people have given up alcohol, it is cold and there is a general flatness that comes after the Pomp and Circumstance of Christmas and New Year.

People, who don’t suffer with depression, feel depressed in January.

My Birthday is in January and I absolutely hate it.

As a child I don’t remember feeling like this about it as my parents were brilliant at keeping Christmas and my Birthday separate, would spoil me rotten and I’d always have a party and cake,  but, as I have got older I have grown to full on despise having my birthday in January.

It’s not even like it falls at the end of January – it is on 3rd. People are still hung-over from New Year’s Eve on the 3rd.

Those doing dry January are still committed to it and haven’t fallen off the wagon; everyone has spent too much on Christmas presents and New Year’s Eve nights out and still haven’t been paid. I never feel I can invite people out to celebrate.


I am a real “card-y” person. When in doubt about what to do, I send a card. It is the same if it is someone’s birthday. I get them a card from us, and a card from the girls. I spend hours trying to get Sydney and Morgan to draw something half decent inside.

Sometimes, on my birthday, I don’t even get a card. People forget or they just don’t bother. They think cards aren’t important, but for me – a real “card-y” person,  I love receiving cards – especially when I rarely get presents as well!

It actually makes me feel angry. It makes me feel like I shouldn’t bother with anyone else – it makes me wonder why I bother to really care about making people feel special, when no one ever does the same for me. I plan on boycotting their birthdays, that fall at decent times of the year. I feel like I want to get revenge on making me feel like this every year.

I would never do it though. I couldn’t. I wouldn’t want to.


January is just a totally rubbish month to have a Birthday. Fortunately, there is another 11 months until the next one!


  1. Oh, don’t be sad! I mean it is your birthday after all. But I totally get where you’re coming from. I would hate jot to receive a card in my birthday, like you I go for the personalised cards and get Elliott to ‘sign’ his name. Chin up! Suz x beauisblue.com

  2. Oh I am sorry you feel that way, and I totally do not understand either why card giving is dissapearing! I used to love getting cards for my birthday, but I can’t remember the last time I got one! I hope you had a lovely day nonetheless, or atleast have a better one next year! A Happy belated Birthday from me! #twinklytuesday

  3. I used to be appalling at sending cards to people but loved receiving them (who doesn’t?) and I realised I should really put the effort in! I now love sending friends and family cards, and finding just the right one for them. But I also quite often don’t get birthday cards (mainly from family members randomly!) and can completely understand how you feel. XXX #twinklytuesday

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