Mabuti pa ang mga namatay. They are remembered and celebrated on All Souls Day.
No one celeberates me. Or my contributions at work. No thank yous in the house for the things I do. I do not know what the people around me think. When it's my birthday, I only get a handful of birthday greetings. Very, very few people wish me a happy day. And then to actually celebrate my birthday, well, goodluck to that.
I am not celebrated. This means I am not special.
And that is why I spontaneously celebrate other people's birthdays. I buy cake and prepare food, even when my money is just enough. Because I like them to feel special, to celebrate them.
Because I don't have those and I know the feeling of being neglected. And the feeling of accepting the fact that I am not special enough to be celebrated. That a greeting is all that I need.
No dates, unless I initiate it. No occassions. No candles to blow.
N.
No one celeberates me. Or my contributions at work. No thank yous in the house for the things I do. I do not know what the people around me think. When it's my birthday, I only get a handful of birthday greetings. Very, very few people wish me a happy day. And then to actually celebrate my birthday, well, goodluck to that.
I am not celebrated. This means I am not special.
And that is why I spontaneously celebrate other people's birthdays. I buy cake and prepare food, even when my money is just enough. Because I like them to feel special, to celebrate them.
Because I don't have those and I know the feeling of being neglected. And the feeling of accepting the fact that I am not special enough to be celebrated. That a greeting is all that I need.
No dates, unless I initiate it. No occassions. No candles to blow.
N.
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