It’s a big year for me—25. And everyone forgot. I understand that people are busy looking out for themselves amidst the chaos that is COVID-19. But it would have felt nice to know some people would set aside even just a minute of their time to remind me I’m remembered, and somehow matter.

I know this is really silly of a thing to do, but if you can, do greet me. Cause I’m lonely and afraid, and your empathy to this desperate and big day would go a long way.