is literally exactly the same as turning any other age.
I hate birthdays. Not because I'm afraid of getting older, or the inevitable of life passing by. But I just hate that people figure that one day of the year, they need to pretend to be nice to you, just because it's the anniversary of the day you popped out of your mother.
I never celebrated birthdays outside of a few presents from family, and a birthday dinner at Grandma's. I wasn't allowed birthday parties.
Attending other children's, YES. But I had maybe five of my own. All when I was really little.
I'm turning 18 today, and you know what the thing I'm most afraid of is?
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