Today is my birthday. I turn 19 today, and I'm alone. Everyone seemingly forgot about me.

I honestly never found birthdays special. They're just another day. They don't mean anything to me or anyone else for that matter. Maybe I never got that birthday party as a kid that made birthdays such an anticipated date. I don't remember because it seems my memories have been erased.

If you share a birthday with me, then happy birthday to you. I hope you find more meaning in it than I ever will.