Every year on my birthday (or thereabouts) I write myself a letter to open the next year. I apparently forgot last year. But today is my birthday and I found my letter from 2 years ago. Wild. I was depressed then, too. I was scared about the future, just like now. And I was struggling to find my place in the world, if I even had one. Two years later and nothing has changed. What am I even doing here? #birthdaystruggles

When people start singing happy birthday to you, do you: A) Smile and act like you're enjoying it, B) Hide under the table, C) Pretend you don't speak English, D) All of the above #happybirthday #singing #socialawkwardness #birthdaystruggles