So my birthday ended up not being that bad. It did start out rough. I cried the whole morning knowing I was not going to get the phone call I usually did from my dad. I smiled despite the pain of it all. I cried like 5-10 times during the day off and on. Thankfully the wishes I got from my friends and family helped mask the missing part.

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I know this may be selfish. I haven't written anything about my dad and my loss yet, but my birthday is tomorrow and it's going to suck.

It's going to suck because, my dad won't be calling me and telling me that I 21 or 18, just to keep him from feeling old.…