When you're an adult, having a birthday can suck.
I have no problem with getting older. In fact, the older I get, the happier I am.
I don’t like them because I can’t honestly answer the question, “What do you want for your birthday?”
The socially appropriate answer for my age is some version of “I don’t need anything, but thank you for the sentiment!” Had you asked me that when I was a kid, I wouldn’t have hesitated to describe the top 3 things I wanted with enough detail to make you regret asking in the first place. So what changed?
Am I more mature? Yes.
Am I less frivolous? Sure.
Am I less deserving? No!
