Today is my birthday, but it’s hard to feel celebratory. I’ve always struggled with my appearance, and on a day that should be filled with joy and blessings, I’m reminded that no one seems to notice or care. Sometimes, I feel like my looks overshadow my worth, as if being “ugly” makes me invisible to the world. It’s easy to feel down, especially when everyone else seems to have people showering them with love and birthday wishes, but for me, the day passes in silence.
I’ve always known that beauty isn’t just skin deep, but society doesn’t always work that way. It feels like a constant battle trying to remind myself that there’s more to me than meets the eye. Just because others might not see it doesn’t mean it’s not there.
Despite the sadness, I’m determined not to let this define my day. My looks don’t determine my value. I know there are qualities in me that deserve recognition, even if they’re not obvious to everyone. So, even without blessings or well wishes from others, I’ll take a moment to celebrate myself for who I am inside: someone with depth, kindness, and the will to keep going.
So, happy birthday to me—even if I’m the only one saying it. 🎂