Seeing how this is my second feel post to come across today, I think I'll tell my own tale.
Anyway, today is my 19th brithday. Generally I don't care for my birthdays, but this was probably the most depressed about my birthday that I have ever been.
1st feel of the day.
Some time after I get home from school, my dad, whom I haven't talked to in I don't know how long, calls me and tells me happy birthday. We then talk about life and everything and how things are going for probably a good hour. Eventually, he says that he misses me and says goodbye. After he hangs up, I realize how much I miss him, especially since a few weeks before I had a dream for no particular reason about how I was at a fair thing and I saw him wondering all by himself but didn't say anything to him because we had become so distant from each other.
2nd feel
Earlier today, I had posted a status on FB about how I was socially awkward because someone told me happy birthday at school and I said happy birthday back. A few minutes later, a girl that I had grown really close to and legitimately fell in love with (but had to end it because the long distance was too much to handle) liked it. Just seeing her name brought back memories and I decided to send her a text cause she still has my number and I'm convinced that she still loves me. First thing she responds with is happy birthday and seeing that filled me with a happiness that I could never describe in words. We end talking in casual conversation but I say I have to go because the pauses were getting too long and the memories were just too much...
3rd feel
Shortly afterwards, my grandma calls me to also say happy birthday. We engage in casual conversation but what stuck out to me was that she asked what cake I had. I told her that I had chocolate cake, with blue and white frosting. She was so happy to hear that, but the problem was....there was no cake...
All in all, this has been the most emotional about a birthday that I have ever felt. It sucks.