Yesterday was my birthday, normally it's the worst day of the year for me, I always seem to be unhappy then. But it was different yesterday. I enjoyed the day and had fun, it was good. I guess the misery just got delayed for a bit.
It was the second anniversary of mums passing on the 6th and we're scattering her ashes on Monday. It's no wonder I feel like this, I just wish I didn't.