Honestly, for most of today I wanted to die, I didn't eat supper because I just didn't want to, at about 6:35 pm I took a short nap (or so I thought) I woke up at 8:25 pm and had to do dishes, so you can imagine I wasn't happy about that, all that anger from the lack of sleep and dishes translated into my feelings towards everything, I thought about telling my parents that I don't want to celebrate my birthday because it's nothing special. Never has been, never will be. I thought about telling them to just sell the gifts that I assume they got me, but I don't know if they got me anything because I haven't told them what I want. I thought about telling them to forget about cooking the meal I had requested for supper which whenever it's one of my family members birthday, they choose the meal. Etc.