I didn't have a birthday celebrtion at all believe it or not. Frankly, I am completely okay with that. I don't feel depressed or like a loser which is quite surprising. Before this, I always had something plan up for my birthday months in adance .... every.single.year! If it doesn't happen according to plan, I'll get depressed. This year, I'm not depressed. The birthday wishes that I got from Whatsapp and Facebook was enough to make my day!
This year, I just don't give much thought about my birthday because I think me being alive is already more than a blessing that I usually took for granted. I don't mind about what others should do for me. Not anymore. If people do something nice for me... I'll take it as a bonus. If they don't, I wouldn't hold it against them. Be it family members or friends.
This makes me wonder. Since when I changed. But I like this change. It's a good change. I feel like I'm much more at peace with myself. I think ... the less I give some thoughts about things that doesn't do me any good...the better I treat yourself. I do notice litle by little that I changed in the last 12 months. Emotionally and spiritually for the most part. I guess this is the stage in my life where I begin to "figure my own self" more and more. I don't have much of this "internal rage" inside of me too. The one that eats me from the inside. Not that it's not there but somehow it is almost non existent.
Ok, I guess I better stop now. Moving on, I hope I continue to grow. Continue to be a better person. A better daughter. A better big sister. A better friend. A better listener. In Syaa Allah.