So I was having a pretty okay birthday. Maybe not the most epic bday on record, but an okay day.
It was all good until someone walked right in there with their lie in my face…their lie trailing two steps behind. Crap. Right in front of me?
I suppose I should be grateful that I had the opportunity to see a situation very clearly, but it doesn’t feel good. It really doesn’t feel good on my birthday.
I came home and told the kiddo what happened…and she said this always happens to you, especially on your birthday. That remark kicked me while I was down. Fuck.
So. Yep. It hurts that people lie, people deceive. It hurts an awful lot on my birthday, a day when I just wanna be loved. Ouch.