Its been over a week since we broke up now. A month ago I thought I’d be spending my birthday being spoilt and loved but today was the loneliest birthday I’ve ever had. I’ve always loved my birthday and been so excited about it but I barely even remembered it was today. I feel more broken than I have since the day it happened. I don’t know if its just because I’m tired and hungover and haven’t been taking my medications or my feelings are finally catching up to me and its sinking in but I just wish I could go back and try again. Anyway, 19 years on this planet today… I’m a proper adult now!