Warning: this is a vent.
so, leave if you don't wanna read about it.
Yesterday was my birthday. Of course, with the pandemic going on, we didn't do much. I got take out for supper, and we watched a WWE event that was on. You can tell they're hurting for wrestlers who will take the risk, because you don't see a whole lot of them right now. Same ones over and over, and it's getting...boring.
I got a lot of people on my FB wishing me happy birthday, which was great - but there was a glaring, gaping lack that I noticed.
my "step" family - not ONE said happy birthday in any way, shape or form. I'm not gonna lie - I'm a bit hurt about that. I mean, yeah, I was just "dad's daughter" but they were in my life for almost 25 years! I guess I should have expected it with how they treated my sister and I at my dad's celebration of life.
I'm tired of always being the one to "reach out" to everyone. family and friends - it's almost always me asking how they're doing, instead of the other way around.
*sigh* I don't know what I'm going to do about it, but I'll think of something.
My weight hasn't changed, which is good. I think I need a scope - food feels like it's 'stuck' sometimes, and I've vomited more in the past month than I have in the past 10 years. It sucks. I'll be calling my surgeons office today and seeing what they say.
This blows. *sigh*
I think I'm a bit depressed, but we'll see. Of course, the therapist I used to see at my doctors office has left that place, with no replacement set up. *sigh* again.