Happy Almost Birthday to me...

I don't know why I thought this year would be different or that for once I had found someone to prove all the others wrong. Yet here I sit on the eve of what should be a happy occasion and I'm once again feeling completely fucked off, sad and alone. I hope I am wrong. I hope and pray with every ounce of my being that I am wrong. All I can do is pray. And hope that I am right about this one.
To be continued...