My parents are away for the weekend. Nobody else in my family remembered. None of my friends, not even my best friend, remembered it was my day. The only day of the year that I want some attention. I feel forgotten by the world as if I don't exist. Depression has taken over me and it's making me feel even worse.  
  
Where did I go wrong to the point to be forgotten by everyone? Am I that meaningless and forgettable?  
  
I should be happy that I at least made it this far when I didn't think I'd be still alive by my 16th birthday. But instead I wish I had offed myself back then instead of suffering through everything only to be alone in the world.  
  
Edit: After trying to indirectly (since I don't want to come across as an attention whore) remind my best friend about my BD, he still didn't get. This is fucked. I should just give up.