We often think of our birthdays as a celebration of life and friendship, so when it goes badly, we take it personally. Even some minuscule inconvenience that wouldn't bother us on any other day might be forever ingrained in our memory if it were to happen during this special occasion.
So when one Reddit post asked its users what was the "suckiest" thing that happened on their birthday, it didn't take long before people flooded it with all sorts of personal stories. Continue scrolling to check out which of them we think takes the cake.
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I miscarried on my birthday last year. But I'm pregnant again (9 months along now and due anyday) and my due date is my birthday. Expecting my birthday to be much better this year!
Same thing happened to me on my birthday last year too. It's actually my birthday next Monday, and I'm just looking forward to it being over with so I can keep carrying on with my life and not be reminded of it.
I'm so sorry. Miscarriages are incredibly traumatic. I've had three, so I understand your pain. I hope you have healing and love, and find reasons to celebrate in the future.
Load More Replies...Eesh. And they say stress and anxiety is bad for you. I would be crossing my fingers, but I'd also be soooo freaking anxious. Good luck!
Well, my dad forgot my 14th birthday. Then I got to school, and decided to wait if any of my friends would remember.
During the last period, some kid was on facebook on his phone, and suddenly bursted "is it your birthday, dude??" That was even more embarassing than noone remembering.
Moral of the story: Your birthday will never be as important to other people as it is to you. Don't expect much after the age of 12
I was 11 when my parents first forgot my birthday. It was traumatic waiting out the whole day thinking they had planned a surprise for me.
Reply to the moral....my birthday was never as important to me as it was to the people I worked with. The big deal they made about it I was humiliating. I finally asked them to stop talking about it. They then proceeded to tell people from other departments, "today is his birthday but don't say anything because he doesn't like celebrating it."
well i usually have a full blown party every year with my freinds and hype the up from weeks
A more important lesson is to know that how people treat you every day is way more important than one day a year that represents the day you were born. I have friends that never remember my birthday but are there if I need them. I also have friends who do both. My mother told me one year that she wrote on her hand a reminder to call me on my birthday. This woman never liked me, bullied me growing up and always treated by brothers like they were Gods. The fact that she 'remembered' to call me on my birthday meant nothing because of the other treatment. She was just doing her 'duty' as my mother.
No one remembered my birthday this year and I Also had to spend it in the emergency room with my 12 y/o. I randomly told my husband the next day that that was the worst Way to celebrate my 39th...He was soooo embarrassed!
I don't have my birthday showing on Facebook. People either remember or they don't.
More like age 4 for me but hey, we’re all different in our own ways
We want our birthdays to be perfect. But that's impossible — too many things are out of our control. "With language, humans can imagine idealizations, figments of ultimate satisfaction, heaven, Mr. or Ms. Perfect, or the perfect birthday," social science writer and researcher Jeremy Sherman, Ph.D., MPP, told Bored Panda.
"Language also makes human life a total cluster flux, very far from ideal because with everyone walking around trying to achieve their ideals the world gets very messy. We are a visionary and delusional species, we are an anxious and dreamy species. Every little deformity can remind us of how far we are from the ideal. That's what freaks us out."
Sherman believes that when we were very young, we are imprinted on birthday idealizations, which can make birthdays kind of ironic: juvenile idealizations to mark us as getting older and older.
Last year our family dog had to be put to sleep on my birthday. His stomach flipped the week before and caused irreparable damage. He’d already had it turn a few years ago. My mum went to pick him up and the vet told her he wasn’t going to recover and was in pain. I got a phone call on my way to work where she was distraught. Thankfully my manager was incredible and let me use a sick day to go home. I had to arrange the home visit to put him to sleep because my mum couldn’t do it. I called my dad to tell him (my parents are divorced and he hadn’t seen the dog in years.) I arranged everything so he could be brought home and go to sleep peacefully with me, my mum, and my sister. It was one of the hardest things I’ve ever done. My birthday is two weeks before Christmas and I’d already got him a present.
This big goofball got me through my parents’ divorce and the hardest breakup I’ve been through. I’m in my late twenties and it was one of the hardest things I’ve ever had to do.
Just read Of Mice and Men. Euthanasia is probably the saddest thing anyone would have to go through. My condolences and may your dog RIP.
It is such an honourable thing though, being able to put a loved pet out of its excruciating pain. Bittersweet really.
Load More Replies...Not on my birthday, but two weeks ago I had to let my girl Holly go over the Rainbow bridge. I am 57 and it's not easy no matter how old you are. Condolences
I'm so sorry for your loss Lorraine. Nope, doesn't get easier, we just have to remind ourselves that they're so worth it and they've had the best life we can give them. Hugs.
Load More Replies...Done this so many times - is the best for your anima - but never gets easier, so sorry for how it happened for you :(
This is only tangentially relevant to the post but can we take a moment to appreciate employers like OPs? When I had to put my dog down in 2009 the doc I was working for let me take 3 days of family leave. I pretty much hated my job back then but I'll never forget how nice it was to have someone recognize that losing a pet is losing a family member.
(1/2) What she's describing when she says the "stomach flipped" is called Gastric Dilatation and Volvulus (GDV) or more commonly "bloat". It typically occurs in large/giant breeds with deep, barrel shaped chests and a sharp abdominal tuck. Think Great Danes, Mastiffs, Greyhounds, etc. It's exact cause is unknown but the stomach fills with gas and rotates inside the abdominal cavity, creating an immediate medical emergency that requires surgical treatment otherwise GDV is fatal. It's also excruciatingly painful for the dog. Once the stomach is evacuated, it's manually put back into position and then sutured or stapled to the abdominal muscle (a technique called "gastropexy") to prevent future dilatation episodes. Meaning that the volvulus can recur but the rotation of the stomach will not.
(2/2) Untreated GDV is ALWAYS fatal so it is important to know the symptoms, especially if you have a breed that is prone to it, but even if you don't. I've seen Labradors, Poodles, and mixed breeds present with GDV even though the risk increases with the size of the dog. It typically occurs within 30-60 minutes of a meal, in particular if the dog exercises after eating. The first sign is the bloating and it IS OBVIOUS. The dog will look like a balloon. Then the dog will begin prostrating, they bear down keeping their hind legs standing but bow forward in a deep stretch to relieve the pain and pressure in the abdomen. This is the tell tale sign of GDV. Call the vet immediately and notify them that you're on the way. They'll want to know your dog's age, breed, and the last time they ate so have this info ready. Every single second counts in this situation so the staff will prepare before you arrive. If you see your dog bloat after eating, CALL THE VET IMMEDIATELY.
Load More Replies...I'm so sorry that happened on your birthday. Saying good bye to a family pet (I've had 4 over 65 years) has been more emotional for me than when the lady that raised me died.
I also had to put my best friend to sleep on my birthday. I don't know what I'll feel on future birthdays, but I know that Sunny is no longer in any pain. I'll take the birthday hit for that outcome.
This happened to me as well, it was the hardest thing I’ve ever been through. I’m sorry we both had to lose such big parts of our hearts on days we want to celebrate with our best furever family.
On my 27th birthday my mum died. I don't celebrate my birthday anymore.
Your birthday was a very meaningful day for your mom, because there is a part of it that only you two could share. Celebrating a life she gave you would be a wonderful tribute to her!
Your birth was probably the most amazing day of her life. You should celebrate that
My mom died the day after my birthday, and my grandmother died two days before my birthday (different years). I just want December to disappear.
Gone through something similar, as my beloved Dad died 4 days before my 30th birthday (which is kind of a larger celebration in my country). (Not to mention that 2 other grave occasions happend in the years before).For the next coming years (as well in that dire year) I didn't feel like celebrating my birthday at all. But it got a little bit better over time... I hope that there's no big crash before me tackling the next decade
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On my 6th birthday my dad openly said on the phone he wished I wasn't born so he didn't have to waste money on me. He didn't know I heard him then got mad when I said I wanted to go back to my moms. Yeah we didn't get along for a long time
Omg, how awful that must have been. I don't know if I could ever get over something like that. It's soul destroying.
I was about the same age when my dad started saying "your the mailman's kid" or "your the milkman's kid" whenever I did or said something dumb. He thought his "pranks" were hilarious - but it always left a seed of doubt in my young mind. Now he is 83 and my wife and I take care of him in our home. When he says something snarky I tell him "Be careful, I'll put you in a home. Your not my real father anyway." He doesn't think it is funny anymore.
On my 16th birthday my mom slapped me across the face and told me she wished I was dead and that I had never been born. I was a very quiet, shy kid. Straight A student, always tried so hard to please everyone. I didn't make it to school that day, I sat on a bench in the park and cried.
I wish there were something I could say to make it better. I'm so sorry.
Load More Replies...So the guy said he wish his 6 years old son was never born, but then got mad said son want to go back to his mom? Not only he's cruel, but he's stupid!
Don't hate me, but you can wish for someone not to have been born and still love them. You should never say it, though, and never let them feel less for it. - An example: My husband definitely sometimes wished he'd never had a child with his toxic ex, because it gives her too much control over our lives that he wants to see the child as much as possible. She says which weekends work with her shifts, she decided to move an hour away so we have 2h rush hour drive every second Monday and Friday, she decided to put my stepdaughter (6) in dancing classes on Fridays, so we've got even less time with her, she feeds her child garbage (sweets after all meals, snacks whenever they watch a movie...) so she barely enjoys fruit anymore because she's so used to sugar... And we can't really change it all, because she's the mother. Of course, it would all have been easier if there hadn't been a child in the mix: break up and you're (usually) done. So we love my SD from our hearts, but it's hard!
Load More Replies...My mom beat me on my 12th birthday for something my stepbrother did. He told me ahead of time he was going to frame me.
However, there are things we can do to prepare ourselves for and cope with uncertainty, and according to Sherman, it starts with "taking stock of the human condition, recognizing that it's nothing personal, it's just what it means to be human."
"The psychologist Ernest Becker described us as Gods with anuses, meaning that we can imagine infinite perfection but we're tethered to earthy reality," Sherman explained.
"It's also the cosmic wedgie we got from Darwin: that life is and has always been guesswork where you can guess right how to achieve your ideal and ironically it comes out wrong. If you embrace fallibilism – the realization that no matter how confident you are in a bet, you must remain still more confident that it is a bet – you gain a degree of equanimity about your anxiety."
My mum decided to Celebrate my brothers birthday and not mine. Cards Cake presents. F.Y.I. That was my Twin brother
"Okay, you said you wanted our first available room for your mom?" "No, I said WORST."
Load More Replies...Your brother is now your mom's sole guardian and supporter. You are free to invest into her as much as she's invested into you.
Brother may not think much of mom's stunt, either. Sometimes the 'favored' kid becomes entitled and spoiled, and sometimes they realize the parent is playing shitty games. Got a pair of foster kids where one had been the favored and one had been the scapegoat, blamed for everything even though he was a tiny little thing. That second kid survived because the favorite made sure of it. Shared everything, clothes, food, toys, stood up for that baby to everyone. Some kids figure it out somehow.
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On my 16th birthday, my mother was in the middle of a several year long fight with her parents. She told me I should call them to see if they would like to come over for coffee (because she wouldn't call them herself). During the call I'm talking to my grandmother and get the usual "happy birthday" and "how are you" - it's important to note that I haven't seen them in months and we only lived like 10 minutes apart.
So I ask if they would like to come over for coffee and my grandmother says she's going to ask my grandfather if he would like to go. Now I don't know if she didn't realize that she didn't cover the phone, but I heard them talking back and forth a and heard my grandmother say "I don't want to hurt her feelings but I don't want to go over there." I already felt when I was a kid that they didn't love me as much as my older sibling, but this was the conformation that it was true. They couldn't get past their b******t and come see their granddaughter on her birthday. When she began talking to me she said some sort of excuse as to why they couldn't come over. I didn't hear it, I was trying not to cry so I could still talk. We said our "I love you's," though it was hard for me, and hung up. I just went to my room and laid down and cried. I didn't give a s**t about anything and just wanted the day to be over.
My mother had a small surprise party for me by having my friends over, I tried my best to pretend to be happy and have fun, but I just wanted it to end. I was so mad and so hurt that I just wanted to crawl in bed and stay there forever.
Lots of misunderstanding... going to someones house you have a fight with is not something you do easily. Grandma did consider coming over but realized it wouldn't be a pleasant visit with all the tension and might end up in fighting with her daughter again. It would have been better if they had been invited to a neutral place or suggested it themselves. Get a drink together at a cafe, meet in a park. Something like that.
Maybe it's just me, but it sounds like it's less about OP and more about not wanting to talk to OP's mom.
I think Grandma didn't want to go over there and deal with your mom. I don't really think that comment was aimed at you.
If they only lived 10 minutes away, what was stopping OP visiting them??
Inguess they didn't want to go to the house wher your mother also was, at least, i hope this is the reason. But than still, they could arrange something for you.
It seems to me that your mom set you up on that one, maybe not intentionally but the result was the same. She put you in the middle by asking you to do something she didn't want to do yourself. Maybe your grandparents could have taken you out for coffee or dessert on your birthday instead of outright refusing to see you. Sorry for all that. Peace.
My parents got divorced on my 10th bday. My 11th bday my dad got married to another girl. On my 12th bday they divorced. On my 13th they remarried. 14th divorced. Yes these all happened on my bday or that week
Why would your dad schedule the wedding on your 11th? IMO that's a really shitty thing to do
I somehow don't think your father was ever thinking about anyone other than himself.
Something seriously wrong with your father. Luckily you are Not him.
Or he has a very convenient birthday in terms of scheduling
Load More Replies...On my 10th bday weekend my parents took me on a surprise trip. We went to the LA zoo, the beach, Great Wolf Lodge, and Dave and Busters. My entire family came including my cousin's and Aunts and Uncles. It was one of the best weekends of my life. Then on the way home from the trip my mom gets a call from my Papa (grandpa) saying that my great grandma was in the hospital. We were still like an hour or two away from the hospital she was at so we went as quick as possible home. My parents then went to the hospital and 2 days later on my actual bday my great grandma passed away. I had a baseball game that night so she waited all day to tell me because she passed in the morning. To say the least I will never think about my bday the same way again. Tl;Dr: My great grandma passed away on my tenth bday and my mom waited until night to tell me.
[Serious Reply] This is something i've grown to deal with...
Since my 18th Birthday, my friends have stood me up each time i plan a get-together or event to celebrate. For my 18th i had simply organised a gathering at a local bar, which they had all initially said they would be more than happy to attend. I arrive and wait for everyone else to turn up... but not one person came. They wouldn't answer my calls of texts, and seemed to be completely off the radar. Turns out they had all made another plan to meet at a different bar, down the road. Safe to say i was pretty upset.... When i approached them about it, they all had similar excuses such as "oh sorry i forgot" or "i didn't realise that was actually happening".
Each year following this, i've attempted to plan something and it has a similar ending. Everyone is up for it, but decides to drop out or just not show up on the day. I'm 21 now, and both of my major milestone birthdays (18th & 21st) have been s**t. I'm fed up of wasting MY money planning MY birthday celebrations, when not one of my 'friends' can be bothered to put in a smallest amount of effort to show their face.
I'm a really happy and cheerful guy... i never normally feel down. I tend to push it all to the back of my head but sometimes it all builds up... Writing this has made me realise that i need to focus on myself more, stop playing other people's games and sort my life out. Thanks for giving me an excuse to rant.
**Edit: I thought it would be easier thanking everyone for such kind comments here. I’ve never openly talked about this before but it’s nice to get some really nice comments from you all. I’m definitely going to look at bettering myself instead of trying to do things for other people all the time.
Thanks again guys, it means a lot to me <3
This kind of thing leaves a bitter taste in your mouth, a few of my "friends" and I were all turning 40 within the space of around 6 months . First 2 friends had parties, nothing exuberant, just jollies down the local, they all say, "it's your turn next" .13 years later, I'm still waiting One friend did turn up, but the damage was done Safe to say, I've not seen or spoken to them since.
This is why I make my birthday as a day to do what I want alone. Even if I don't do anything.
I would have stood them up in an event or just in life. Those friends are toxic and I wouldn’t have tolerated it the first time!
Found out my brothers best friend who was 16 passed away in a car accident at my 21st birthday party with my family. Hearing my brother cry that night literally broke my heart.
I'm sorry that happened, but it didn't 'literally' break your heart. You wouldn't be here if it did.
Hearts are fragile. Not the physical organ so much, but whatever it is in you that seizes up and knows somehow the world is irrevocably altered when you get that call with bad news. They break, you pick up the pieces, cut yourself a few times, the pieces get stained, you fit them back together, find a spare bit here and there to fill in the missing bits that went with the ones you broke over. Occasionally a missing bit is big enough it leaves an unfillable hole, like my cousin when her eight year old died. Some hearts end up like stained glass windows or intricate mosaics. Functional and beautiful, but getting there is a brutal trip.
Load More Replies...That is the worst sound is hearing someone you love so much, and hearing them cry and you can't do anything about it. When my boyfriend died, my son told me he couldn't bear to listen to me weep. He said it just broke his heart, and didn't know what to do, I was just like hug me and let me cry.
Twentieth birthday: I received two letters. First one was that I was being kicked out of uni for poor grades. Second letter was from my doctor that basically said that the reason I have sucked at school my whole life is because I had an underlying learning disability. He even said that it could have been caught and treated much sooner. Thirtieth Birthday: I got another letter from a different doctor. His exact words were "You were right, you do have Diabetes" I just had my fortieth birthday last month. Luckily it was on a Sunday. No mail delivery on Sundays where I live.
Uncle who? I swear to god, I’m so out of touch it’s not even funny.
Load More Replies...I think there's less countries who deliver on a Sunday than do. There's no UK or Irish postal deliveries.
Load More Replies...On my 40th birthday, my then wife was overseas for business. I was at home with our kids. On my birthday, I took the day off work. I woke up on the morning of my birthday, and felt terribly ill. I managed to get the kids off to school, and then collapsed on the couch, stayed there for the whole day, picked the kids up after school, and we went to the local food court for dinner. My then wife came home a couple of days later, at which time I thought that perhaps I might receive some sort of gift, or acknowledgement of my milestone birthday. I got nothing, but I put it down to the fact that my wife had her luggage lost on the way TO the business meeting, and again on the way BACK from the meeting. Allowances could be made I guess, and so I waited. For over a month. We went to visit her mother about a month later, as it was my MIL's birthday, and my son;s birthday that same weekend, and I got to go there and see my MIL and my son get all sorts of wonderful presents and cards and stuff, cake, a genuine celebration. I took it all in for about a hour or two, and then I went outside to cool off, because I was getting mightily pissed off. My wife came outside, and asked me why I was in a bad mood. I exploded, and let her have it, both barrels. All this fuss about these birthdays, and it was over a month since my 40th birthday, and I had not received one CARD, let alone a present, from ANYONE, and now I had to sit there and put up with all of this. It was just too much for me to take. Anyhow, after my explosion, they all went out and bought me some presents to try and make up for it. I cannot remember a single gift that I received that day. All I remember is that no-one in my family thought to do anything to celebrate my birthday. For my 50th birthday, my new wife booked a meal at the revolving restaurant at CN Tower in Toronto. We live in New Zealand. My 50th birthday was so much better than my 40th!
Sounds like divorce was the right way to go. Sheesh. My father was out of town during his and Mum's wedding anniversary, and guess what he did? Secretly asked me to go buy her a really nice bunch of flowers on his behalf. (Which is exactly what I did of course. She was thrilled).
Kate Lutesinger: At least your dad thought to ask you to do something kind for your mom on his behalf.
Load More Replies...I get that OP was upset because everyone forgot his "milestone" birthday, but he comes off as petulant when he throws a tantrum at his son's birthday party. His son. Get a grip. Why didn't you bring it up before you went their bd party(ies)? Not sure either of them deserved that. Sounds like there were other issues in that marriage
Yeah that part bothered me a hell of a lot. So sorry dude that your family forgot you (sincerely, because that sucks) but how can you be fed up with your own CHILD on his birthday because of it? He seems more mad about not getting presents than he does about the lack of acknowledgement (at least the way he worded it-he's hung up on gifts). At 40, you're no longer a child, and yeah it sucks when people don't acknowledge your birthday, but it's hardly a "milestone" that's worthy of all the praise and presents in the world. Certainly not to the point that you'd resent your own child being celebrated, he's a child! The icing on his c**p cake is that he chose not to remember what anyone did to try and make up for it, which means he was perfectly content acting like a toddler. Willing to bet the martial issues involved both parties though.
Load More Replies...I turned 39a last month. Did nothing. Expected nothing. Got nothing. Exactly as planned!
Happy belated birthday from someone who has turned 39 a couple of times now!
Load More Replies...Had big plans to go out after work on my 21st birthday. That morning I woke up around 2:00 a.m. feeling sick. Proceeded to get violently ill and spent most of the day in the bathroom, then the rest of the day sleeping (food poisoning....virus?). Had to call off work. Of course, no one at the office believed me, even long after the day had passed. On my 30th birthday, I got a flat tire on the way to work and had to call the automobile club. Got home after work that evening and my husband didn't have a card, present or cake for me. Said he'd pick something up over the weekend. No special dinner either. I always made a big deal out of his birthday. Don't know what went on for my 40th so I guess that one at least wasn't memorable in a bad way.
Oh gosh I am feeling for this new wife. A grown man 'exploding' over a birthday? And at the most inappropriate moment ruining two other birthdays in the process? This cannot even be real. Surely. Please! Wow. And then advertise what an overgrown, selfish manchild you are? No this has to be fake.
You were upset nobody celebrated your 40th birthday and were jealous of your son getting a celebration? Sheesh
Why didn't he remind his family a few days prior to his natal day, to give them time to get his b'day presents, cake, balloons, etc? If he wants bells and whistles, he may have to say something. B'day comes and goes and the 40 year old toddler says nothing. So he madly simmered for a month, finally exploding at his son's birthday celebration. Whew! He sounds a wee bit cray-cray.
Load More Replies...This is a grown man complaining about not being given a birthday present, to the point that he basically strong-armed his wife and her mother into buying him presents? What the f**k?
My mother forgot it, then called me a liar when I told her. I had to get my driver's license to prove it.
I was in my late 20s.
I hope mom's in early dementia rather than the biggest jerk on the face of the earth.
She definitely has something wrong with her. But you knew that already.
Sounds like early dementia. I'm in my late 70s and have family birthdays memorised but there are days when I can walk 10 feet to do something and forget why. 🙃 Sorry you had to do that but I'd have had your mother's health checked because that's strange behaviour. How is she now if she's still here?
High school one year, my birthday fell on thanksgiving. It was my birthday AND thanksgiving and my boyfriend dumped me. Through text. Using a knock knock joke
Edit: The joke was as follows
Him: Knock Knock
Me: Who’s there?
Him: Single
Me: Single who?
Him: Single you.
He was not very clever, but he did tell the whole school about it proudly
And then he failed high school because that joke was the epitome of his intelligence. Which goes to show how dumb he was.
oh, wow my birthday is also on thanksgiving sometimes! i wonder if OP and i have the same bday. I feel terrible for Op and I had a not so good 9th birthday (cat died)
... and the whole school thought, good riddance, that girl is better off without him
There's something wrong with him,seriously.Telling the entire school proudly as if he had a bad time with you.
Okay, that's something that I think should have been promulgated around the school to all of the girls at the school. Every year the incoming freshmen should also receive a warning notice. Maybe it could be a pamphlet that's in their "Welcome to High School" packet. The next girl who might be willing to give this dumbass (a*****e?) a shot should be informed enough to require proof of growth on his part.
When we were kids, our mom was taking my twin sister and I plus one friend to Burger King for our birthday present (we were dirt poor, so the meal + a kids toy was a big deal, and we would get to play in the play thing! Exciting stuff!) Mom stopped at the bank, and a cop recognized her as she was going in. Of course she was drunk, because she always was at the time, so she got arrested right in front of us for a DUI. Our friends mom came and got her immediately, but we were left waiting over an hour in the back of our moms car for our negligent dad to come pick us up. We were both sobbing at this point, but he forced us to go to Burger King anyway, screaming at us the whole time for not being happy enough. I think we just huddled in the play structure for an hour pretending to play until he let us go home. I remember it was f*****g freezing inside the building and it was probably the most miserable I’ve ever been. That friends mom stopped letting her hang out, and I don’t think we celebrated another birthday until college lmao
This is a f****d up story on so many levels. First off all is she too poor to provide for her children properly but has enough money to get drunk. She than is driving under the influence not only putting her kids but someone elses kid in danger. They got to wait in their moms car alone instead of being taken care of by the police and than got yelled it for not being happy???
My mom died in October when I was seven. On my next birthday, I was sad that she wasn't there and my dad acted all offended that I wasn't happy enough. On that Christmas, I was missing Mom again and Dad screamed at me for not being happy enough. At one point I told him he hurt my feelings and he snapped that I wasn't old enough to have feelings. I wasn't allowed to feel anything without getting in trouble for it. I'm now nearly 50 and still have difficulty expressing emotion.
Load More Replies...I'm so sorry. I whined about a couple of my birthdays in another post. Now I'm ashamed of myself. I hope your life and your birthdays are wonderful now.
It's understandable why the friend wasn't allowed to be friends anymore but it still sucks majorly. I hope OP and her sister have better birthdays now they are adults.
Um, in such situation (as mom of friend) I would have tried to pick up all three kids from the cops, and while my kid would not have been allowed at their house anymore they would have been allowed at mine anytime, day or night. That is how my parents did it, and half the neighborhood called my dad 'dad'. I can't count the number of stray siblings I had! I do remember at one point we had 21 people crammed in our house.
Load More Replies...I am literally crying reading this. I hope life has showered you with many good times and smiles since.
When I was very young, my dad made some food for me but he hid chilli's inside it which he knew that I'm allergic to and found it funny to mess with people's food. .. well judging by the way he was encouraging me to try it, I knew something was up and refused to eat. This made him furious. He stormed upstairs and grabbed all of my unwrapped birthday presents and threw them downstairs. He proceeded to stamp and crush every single one of them. Then the next day he made me call every person who bought me these gifts and tell them that I was stupid and broke them. It was humiliating.
Your dad was an abusive jerk that had a tantrum because you refused to allow him to bully you. I hope that you don't have anything further to do with him. What type of person tries to poison their child and gets mad because the kid won't take the bait.
Destroying a child's birthday presents in a fit of temper and then blaming the kid is one of the most disgusting things I ever heard of. >:(
Load More Replies...I'm really sorry that this happened to you. I hope you've been able to get some support to process and deal with your abusive father.
Okay what in the name of Merlin's saggy left pant?!? What kind of parent behaves like this?
What a disgusting man. I'm so sorry you had to live with him. Wishing you all the best. <3
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My 21st. My gf at the time arranged for a surprise party for me inviting all my friends.
Only one person showed up.
My 6th (?) Bday was kinda similar, it was hello kitty themed at tug boat island. I invited everyone in my class (sucked having to do that especially if you had to invite someone you didn't like), but no one showed up. The next day some of them had come up with excuses. Ever since then, I didn't invite any classmates to my bdays (wouldn't want that happening again)
same happened to me on 13th bday. one person showed up. But he bought me the doors greatest hits. Hope your doing well Matt Avery
Every time I think about ducking out of a commitment I made, I think of the time that I threw a party and a ton of people said they'd show... then like, three people actually did. It usually motivates me to go because I never want anyone to feel like that.
On my 6th birthday my favorite of two cats had to be put down. I was too young to understand why it couldn't wait until later in the week. Meatball was great. He let us put our baby doll clothes on him.
My cat died of a heart attack on my 9th birthday. His name was Hitch. He was 1 1/2 years old. We got him off the streets at 2 months. SO he lived longer than he would've. I have two cats now since the beginning of covid. their names are Pixie and Buster.
I'm really sorry! That must have been heartbreaking! Pixie and Buster sound very cute!
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My birthday is in February. For my 11th birthday my parents didn’t get me a gift just a card. They said because they bought me a brand new bike at Christmas money was a bit tight. My brother’s birthday is in June, he also got a brand new bike at Christmas and a brand new PlayStation for his birthday. Not that big a deal compared to some stories, but not getting a gift from your parents and then your brother getting 2 amazing gifts kinda sucked as a kid.
Probably not. Same thing happened when my brother got a brand new bike for his birthday and not a few months later I get some slippers and a tshirt when if been begging for a bike for 3 years.
Load More Replies...I hope the brother was at least gracious enough to share the PlayStation. :(
I feel you. My wealthy parents would reverse the roles with my brother and I. They would *find excuses* to buy my younger brother bikes, cars, and then houses, and then tell me (Their daughter) that I had to *earn* anything I wanted. My brother was gifted his first car (A Trans Am) on his sixteenth birthday, and I bought my own first car (A rusty Ford stationwagon) when I was twenty-two. It was like this right up to the days my respective parents passed away.
Trump got elected.
And harder to believe so many Americans apparently want him back. Odd people (also - I don't think Biden is a good president.. they need to restart that system.. )
Load More Replies...My dad shares a birthday with Trump and every time it comes around the main thing we can find to celebrate is that Trump is one year closer to non-existence
When I heard that Trump ran for president, I thought it was joke. And then one day I logged into Facebook and my friends status was : "America, what have you done"
Ironic that when I first clicked to read the comments, I got the Bored Panda page that says "Oops, Something Went Wrong". Oh so wrong! I hope you managed to find some birthday cheer in the day!
My parents decided to use my 17th birthday to announce they were getting divorced.
Just why?! They actually thought this through in their head and were like "yeah that sounds good"
Probably one of those "since everyone is here already" kinda announcements. Those kinds of people never think about how it affects the people who the gathering is really about, only about the convenience of having everyone already there.
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Your parents were a$$holes if they chose your actual birthday to announce something like that. Surely they could have waited for a couple of days? Sheesh!
Same kind of people who would hijack a wedding for their own announcement
Tell us you already knew without telling us you already knew. Their indifference should have been obvious. Very sad.
Back a while ago when I was turning 21 I had both strep throat and mono at the same time. Due to the meds I couldn't drink. On top of that, the morning of my 21st birthday I walked out to the garage and found the family dog has died. He was ill but it wasn't expected that he would have died that day and I was home alone when I found him. Flash forward to my 32nd birthday and my mom is texting me while I am out to dinner with my wife... and the new dog that was around 8 or 9 years old was dying randomly and eventually died like half an hour later. Apparently my birthday is the Friday the 13th for dogs.
lol........im sorry........the last sentence has me cracking up but on serious note RIP to both your dogs
My Uncle went missing on my 16th birthday. His body was found a month later :/
I feel you. My oncle (53 only) killed himself november 1.st We could see him and say good bye to him on the 3.rd. The 3.rd is my birthday 😔
Doesn't suck as much as others, but gf at the time (now wife) tried throwing me a 30th B-day party. Told her up and down would be a bad idea, due to several factors, but mostly because it was on the last Saturday before Christmas. No matter what I say, she is intent on throwing this. Come the big day, she makes all kinds of food and treats and only person who comes is my Mom. She was teary-eyed the whole night, keeps telling me how sorry she was, meanwhile I laughed the whole time.
You know what? At least she tried. So many of these stories are about nobody even trying, and she loved OP enough to really try to make it special.
My 30th birthday was a disaster. My mother and my (at the time) boyfriend were in a huge fight over the surprise party that was being planned for me, which was no longer a surprise because of him demanding money from my parents to pay for a DJ. He didn't know that I knew but it escalated to my family not attending and not speaking to me for a month. On the day of my actual birthday, I get home to an empty apartment (he and I were living together) and he's not answering his phone. Obviously, my mood already wasn't the best. I called my best friend who lived around the corner, also no answer. I turned the TV on to distract myself and BF had left it paused on the pörn he'd been viewing so I was treated to a stunning image of a nude woman being...jackhammered. I grabbed a bottle of champagne and a straw, drove around the block to best friend's house to hang out with her husband until she got home, and sipped my bubbly while I weeped. BF was running errands with his mother.
I got a bad grade on my math review sheet that day. I came home and my mom had an epic freak out. She began to threaten to home school me or send me to a different school. This went on and on. After a few hours she stopped put some candles on a birthday cake and demanded I smile for a picture then proceeded to yell at me.
Geez it was just a bad grade. Never understood getting all het up over a low grade.
9/11
I mean, that wasn't my worst birthday personally, but it's kinda hard to argue that it's the suckiest thing that happened on my birthday.
when a thousand people died, you were born you clearly are one in a thousand
there is a little girl in my neighborhood and my parents are friends with hers and she was born on 9/11 too.
I was born on the day the war in Ukraine started. This year's birthday was the weirdest one ever. We went for a "celebratory" dinner with my boyfriend and had the strangest time thinking constantly about what was happening just a couple hundred kilometers away.
When your birthday is 9/11, it's awkward to celebrate every year.
Load More Replies...Never forget 9/11 . . . 1973 when the CIA helped overthrow a democratically elected government and install a fascist dictator who killed 3000 opponents, imprisoned over 80,000 more and had tens of thousands tortured and thousands of babies taken from their mothers to be "adopted" bay favoured families. Yes, never forget THAT 9/11 either!
... and yet, a lot of those so-called patriots who want to forget slavery, but "NeVeR fOrGeT" 9/11, found that a similar number of daily deaths was more than acceptable during Covid. 9/11's death toll, daily, for months on end - how's that reasonable? Don't know, but I don't expect much from people taking pride in the place they were born, which happened completely without them doing any about it.
Oh man, I went to Paris last year around my birthday to perform there in theatre. It was my first time in Paris, I brought my girlfriend with me and it was my first time performing on some big theatre festival. Turns out the festival didn't have any audience comming, I broke my toe accidentaly kicking some concrete block while walking to meet my girlfriend near Centre Pompidou, where we got into a huge fight and we pretty much broke up. I think Paris hates me.
Oh but it really isn't! I hated it, noisy, dirty, and the locals were horrible!
Load More Replies...I've never been to Paris. But based on what I've heard it hates everyone equally much, so don't feel special. Edit: Just to clarify it is a joke, and I feel sorry for you, OP.
I've never been to Paris, but everyone I know who has says that it definitely doesn't live up to the hype and doesn't feel anymore romantic than a thousand other cities.
I loved Paris and if everything happens the way I’m planning it, I’m going back next year. It is a huge city so there’s noise, dirt, traffic. But I don’t know what else ppl expect of a big city.
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When I was seven, my mother hired a pony and a cart to come to my house for all the kids. And I got a really bad rash. From the pony. And all the kids got to ride the pony. And I had to go inside, and my mother was rubbing cream on me, for probably three hours, and I never came outside. And by the time I got out, the pony was already in the truck and around the corner. So that was my worst birthday.
I don't care about the rash, I'm more sorry for the poor pony being ridden by kids for hours on end. Too bad more animals couldn't make us break out into an itch and save themselves a world of trouble.
I'm not sure what it was like for OP, but I know now where I'm at in the western US there are strict laws regulating pony breaks if they are being ridden as entertainment. I've worked at an event doing layout/setup/administration, and one of the things we designed in was the pony rest area. We called it the "pony lounge", and it had to have enough space for the ponies to remove any tack, move freely, roll, eat, drink and be fully shaded. During setup we joked we may take our breaks with the ponies, because they had a better space than the human break areas. While I agree not all ponies are treated as well, riding a horse is a unique experience and for some kids a pony ride may be their only experience riding a horse they will ever get. I definitely agree ponies need frequent breaks though.
Load More Replies...This kind of thing happened to me just not on my birthday. I went to Mexico with my family and my brother and I always rode the same horse (I was like 5 and my brother was 7) the next day, I got a rash on my belly because the horses were dirty or whatever. My parents never let us ride horses in Mexico ever again. What didn't make sense was that we always got the horses from the same company and I've been riding them since I was 3.
I met the woman my boyfriend was cheating on me with as she was leaving his house. And when I went to go home to go take a nap and cry, I found my mom had given my bed to my cousin.
Did she give your bed permanently to your cousin? Where were you supposed to sleep?
We are talking about one specific day, perhaps a visiting cousin just needed a nap... Way too little information to be judgey.
Load More Replies...No need to download Xenon - it's not offensive and does not deserve a ban. (And I too have questions which aren't answered by this short post.)
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Got told my gf at the time wanted a break, then she went out and locked me out of my house and slept with the dude she saw when she was out in my own bed
It was my 20th birthday
When I was away at college, my parents sent me a birthday card. They put in a note that my aunt had terminal cancer and was going to die in the next month or two.
Happy Birthday! Your aunt is going to die soon.
my pet rat got euthanized on my birthday due to relations with a tumor on her cheek.
I'm really confused did the ray have a relative with a tumour?
Load More Replies...I would love to know what OP’s native language is. (Seriously- it’s a fascinating glimpse into other cultures). I think the word was meant to be ‘complications’…
My 8th birthday was completely f****d because my mom and her boyfriend broke up after a violent fight right before. She could only buy me a $3.98 toy from the dollar store because of that. She had a black eye and isn't in any of the photos, save for one my great aunt took and my mom tore it up. Also because of that I didn't/couldn't have any friends attend the party. It was just me, my brother, mom, my great aunt, and my grandpa and stepgrandma. Usually my grandma (mom's mom) would attend parties but we can't remember why she wasn't there. In all the photos you can tell my brother and I are really trying to look happy but there's one photo that catches our faded smiles and we're looking down/off to the side rather sadly and I think it sums up the overall feel of the day.
Our normal birthday parties as kids was cake & presents at grandma's house. Me, my brother, mom, (dad at work or sleeping because he was on night shift), grandma, and sometimes my cousin & aunt would come over. We weren't allowed to invite friends. There were never any games. Open presents, eat cake, go home.
Around here we have three different "dollar stores". Family Dollar, Dollar General, and Dollar Tree. The only one that actually sold everything for a dollar was the Dollar Tree and now everything's $1.25. The other two stores have things of all prices.
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My parents hosted a "family birthday party" when I turned 16.
It started out just fine, but went downhill fast when family members got into an *intense* argument over politics.
Nothing would stop them from yelling at each other and eventually slamming doors as they left in a huff! It really ruined the occasion.
Family members (and people in general) used to be able to discuss politics without losing their sh!t. Apparently, it's no longer possible. What has happened to us that we have become this extreme?
The US invaded my country when i was turning 10. Cool thing was they took down the military dictatorship of Noriega... Sucky thing was i was not able to go to the movies and catch a Baby Herman & Roger Rabit short film i wanted to see. Oh yeah... and the dead. Yeah... the dead also sucked.
... if only all the blabla about spreading democracy had any truth in it ... just a bit, I don't expect much, but a little core of truth in that motivation - but, no. It's different. Send the working class from the US to somewhere else, against their will, kill the people there who also are neither rich, nor want to fight, to gather control over some oil that a totally different group of humans will benefit from, but, yeah, they're spreading democracy. Seems like I live in the only place on earth they REALLY did that...
Got diagnosed with Ankylosing Spondylitis arthritis on my 9th birthday
It's a spine condition that causes arthritis symptoms but in your spine. I have it and it's horrible and painful and basically my spine is crumbling away
Load More Replies...At such a young age too! That sucked all the the things that make being a kid wonderful right out of your childhood. I'm sorry, and I hope your were able to find some postive work-arounds.
That is so young to get such a devastating diagnosis. And on your birthday! I am so sorry.
First of all, that type of arthritis is in the spine. Secondly, craving your knuckles has a no effect on the likelihood of getting arthritis. You saying that comes across as kind of cold to the situation.
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It was 2001. I was 7 years old and we had just cut the birthday cake and everyone was all merry, having snacks that mom had prepared. Dad called us into the living room to watch a movie. He had just turned on the TV to “a movie that had very realistic graphics.” Except that it wasn’t a movie. It was the LIVE news, on the 9/11 attacks in the US. We watched in horror as we slowly realised that what was happening was REAL. I still remember clearly how horrified my parents were, watching footages of the plane crashing into the towers & it shortly collapsed after. :/
I was at school that day, watching that same footage on a TV the teacher had wheeled into the classroom. I still remember the numb, shocked silence from every kid there. I even thought it was a movie too, for a moment, because how could this terrible thing be real?
Same. I was channel hopping and thought wow I wonder what this movie is and then the sick realisation that was real and happening as we watched.
Ummm. You went an entire day on 9/11 without hearing anything about it? Or you were having cake/movies at breakfast?
Another dummy , OP doesn’t live in the USA 🙄 it was almost Midnight in my country when the attack happened. My son was still up and yelled for me to get back up and see what’s happening on the TV For the next 3 hours we watched Shocked , I said to my then teenaged sons “ that’s A declaration of war” We knew it was a terrorist attack, just didn’t know if it was domestic or international terrorism.
Load More Replies...Had the same birthday as a guy in my class. In the school cantina is was a tradition to sing Happy Birthday to the birthday kid. I’m sitting there eating with my friend when the cantina lady comes up and says: “we have to sing Happy Birthday!” I say “no, that’s so embarrassing!” She replies: “but it’s not for you, dear!” Btw, it was a really small school.
My last birtday was really f****d. On the day itself, my uncle had a funeral and on the day of family celebration I ended up in hospital - with torsion of my testicle.
I once delivered a then-friend to the ER, and while I was in the waiting area, three guys came in. One had his pants halfway down, crying very silent, and had ONE ball that was an actual handball's size, and bright purple. Some stunt with a pole gone wrong or so ... but, man, were this guy's balls swollen. OUCH, just from looking at that ... mess. Don't know what happened to him, but the sight of this ... purple thing, 3 or 4 times the size of regular balls ... ouch.
Oh my gosh that sucks! My stepson's friend went in for emergency surgery for testicular torsion 2 days before his 13th.
I have so many questions... And I don't want an answer to any of them.
They get tangled and the blood flow gets cut off, leading to swelling and intense pain. If not treated within the hour, the testicule could die and need to be removed. Normal physical activities can bring it on and it's very common in boys 12-25. It is one of the few true medical emergencies, up there with heart attacks.
Load More Replies...Not really a big deal, but it hurt and I remember it. 22nd birthday, boyfriend of about 4 years waited until the end of the day to wish me Happy Birthday. We were in separate countries at the time and had been texting all day, as usual. He was pleased as punch with himself - the intent had been to make me think he'd forgotten all day, and then he could be like surprise! He hadn't actually forgotten! And I would be really happy? Of course this meant that he'd deliberately upset me all day. I didn't forgive him for it at the time, but I didn't break up with him like I should have because I was young and stupid.
I guess he proceeded to show you that he wasn't just young and stupid, but that he was really just a jerk. I hope you've moved on to someone kinder than he was.
Sounds like he was also young and stupid… sad thing is, I can see someone thinking this would be a good idea.
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My most recent birthday I was attacked by a dog. Doesn't seem HORRIBLE, but I have horrible agoraphobia and worked myself up all morning to go sit by the lake....just to get attacked by a dog. I also only recently had gotten over my fear of dogs. So it ruined my whole day and I just stayed in bed the rest of my birthday.
My dog somehow managed to push my desk chair, climb up on my table, and eat the entire bar of chocolate I got as a gift. She's a small dog, and that much chocolate was potentially toxic to her. I left food there before and nothing happened before, so I was in complete shock. After calling the vet, they said nothing could be done but to wait. I spent hours crying, hoping she'd be fine. Thankfully, everything turned out completely okay, but that was insanely rough.
I had a dog eat chocolate pudding. The vet said to call Poison Control - I was on hold a long time, then the person came back and said to give him 2 Tablespoons of hydrogen peroxide, and a 3rd if nothing happened in the next half hour. He weighed 28 pounds. He vomited it all up.
Judy's comment is on point! When we adopted our rescue, we asked the vet for pointers. So now we have in our first aid kit also a syringe (without a needle) in case that something like that happens, no way this little guy will willingly drink hydrogen peroxide. By chance, some time ago we went to spend the day rock climbing with our trainer and his dog (also recently adopted) and we relayed that potentially life saver tip, as we did with everyone we know that has a pooch. That same night his dog ate a chirimoya and a whole 95% chocolate tablet under 2' (the chirimoya is only relevant to set the picture of how much he ate in that short time frame) and the hydrogen peroxide did the trick. He vomited everything, and that advice actually saved his life ♥️ P.s: higher the Cocoa content, the higher toxicity for the dog.
Four months after our wedding, my ex husband told me he had a “football practice”. Proceeded to get obliterated at a bar, blocked me from calling him, f****d another woman and came home at 5am on my birthday. He was so messed up the next day, I had to pretend like he had the flu to my family who drove into town to see me. My whole birthday was spent trying not to cry and imagine what he’d been up to, faking like we were the happy newlyweds everyone expected us to be. No gift, no “happy birthday”, no explanation until years later when he confessed. Just me wondering what I did to deserve it all.
You didn't deserve any of that! Your husband is an a**. I dont know when your birthday is but Happy Birthday!!
For my birthday a handful of years ago me and my girlfriend at the time went to Disneyland for dirt cheap because of my immediate family's employment. The stipulation was that they were family passes, so my family had to actually be there. This was all well and good up until my girlfriend decisively dumped me the night we got there (no specific trigger for it to happen at that moment) when there was still the whole weekend left, we were sharing a room, etc. I figured to spare everyone else the drama I'd just suck it up and act like nothing was wrong. Slept in my car, put on a happy face, went on some rides. I was (and still am) sh*tty with depression and deserved a good dumping, but I mean....Disneyland on my birthday. It's not funny yet, but maybe it will be one day. I've seen some sitcom episodes that got close with the whole "jeez there's never a good time to break up" thing.
My parents had a huge fight and dad left the house and never came back. So basically the end of my mum and dad's marriage happened on my 9th birthday. They had been close to splitting up for months but "tried" to make it work until it finally exploded on my birthday.
Words fail me. I'm sorry you went through that. You would think that the adults could put aside their differences for their child on their special day.
At 8, I invited people, planned a movie. One person came. I was known as the kid with no friends after that, and it stuck with me for years.
For my 10h birthday, my parents told me I could invite 2 friends to come to the cinema with me and then go to Wimpy (the UK version of McDonald's at the time). I spent ages deciding who to invite and tried to explain why I could only invite two and not any more. On the night, those two friends didn't turn up-the next day at school they told me they thought I'd been really unfair and it wasn't right I'd left other friends out, so they decided secretly not to show up. It wasn't my fault my parents insisted on only 2, but I ended up basically friendless for the rest of the school year.
I thought no-one remembered it. Then, my father came by. He and I don't get on at the best of times, and he doesn't really *do* birthdays. For anyone. Ever. Well as it turned out, he got me... to help him with some heavy lifting. Then he left.
Little brat. Hope you kicked that sorry excuse for a father to the curb.
Got dumped at my grandmas for the day because dad had a work party on the same day... three years in a row
Work party for what? A celebration of him winning the World's Dumbest Dad trophy?
I left work to go cash my check and get ready for a little road trip from CO to AZ. My bank was back in my home town and I wanted to see some friends and brother since it was my birthday. About halfway to the bank I started getting sharp chest pains, felt like a muscle spasm so I just continued on. Told myself if this keeps it up, I'm cashing my check and going home. Pains progressively get worse and I start home. Pains continue and I start to think this isn't any old muscle spasm and decided to go to the hospital. Get the work up and xrays and the doctor comes back and tells me I have pneumonia. At least it wasn't a heart attack and I have a neat little hospital wrist band both with Date Admitted and Date of Birth of June 22.
Sorry you were sick :( that's a horrible birthday. Glad it wasn't a heart attack though
One of my birthdays I was working out of town and had literally nothing planned because I knew no one and was working on the day of. During this day, my parents did a bunch of fun s**t that I would have wanted to do and documented it by sending pictures to me throughout the day. Their intention was somehow to show that they were missing me, but it missed the mark. Hard.
I'm sorry if that missed the mark for you but it really sounds like something I would have loved. If I couldn't be there for the fun I would have loved someone having the fun for me and documenting it. I guess the sentiment would have meant more to me than the actually being there. But I'm weird that way. (No sarcasm or judgement intended).
I have two pretty bad ones. My 16th birthday fell on a Tuesday, before I went to school I asked my mom if she wasn't even going to wish me a happy Birthday. "I thought your birthday was last weekend." well then, why didn't you wish me a happy birthday last weekend and you gave *birth* to me! I got an electronic toothbrush as a present. For my 18th birthday I went to a classmates mother's funeral, she had died from cancer. I wasn't perticularly close to this guy but he was nice and it was just a solidarity thing to show support for him with other classmates. My mother forgot that she was supposed to pick me up so I had to shamefully ask my friends parents to drop me of way out of their way. Then the weekend after me and my best friend, who had his birthday that day, were going to have a party at a bar to celebrate becoming legal drinking age. Noone showed up for either of us. And the bartender was an a*s to both of us for "barely" being legal to drink.
Someone broke up with me that day.
I arranged a nice birthday party, invited a bunch of friends and I was so happy that my bf that time was behaving as a decent person (e.g. not causing a scene, but smiling and chatting with mostly everyone). Little did I know that he kept on acting like this only to build up a huge scene after we headed home. He started to critizie all of my friends, how shallow and ignorant they were and how I should had stopped them talking about politics when I knew he was in a different opinion, so he would not had to listen to all the BS.
Then he said he doesn't love me enough to put on with me, so he left me crying in the middle of the street at night.
After a day he kept on calling me like nothing had happened. I did not understand what the F was going on.
Quick disclaimer: you might already know, but it worths stating, that most psychopaths don't like when the attention is not focused on them (in this case it was focusing on me, hence it was my birthday), so they'd cause a scene to get back the attention. I did not know it then, just years later when all the things just started to make sense.
Got my first period. Happy 13th birthday!
My gf arranged a surprise for me in my b'day, and boy was i SURPRISED! She gave me her wedding card she broke up and invited me at the same time.
On my 17th birthday I woke up at 2 am to realize that my mom was not home. The day before my birthday she and my brother had a huge fight. My mom would always threathen to kill herself because "no one loves her and does not understand her" she always pulls this whenever we won't back her up with what she believes in or when she couldn't control us anymore. I grew up with her doing this all the time so it made an impact to me. I was always scared that she'd actually do it. And I would even choose to go home rather than play outside after school so I could watch over her. So, back to my birthday, it 2 am in the morning and she wasn't home, and because I was scared with what she would do, I went out to look for her. I was crying the whole time because I was scared that she had done itlt, and also because I was scared for my own safety, AND IT WAS MY FREAKIN' BIRTHDAY!
Your mother is emotionally abusive. Threatening suicide to your child is an incredibly disturbing thing to do to them.
I'm so sorry you had to go through that. Was your mom okay? I hope you have been able to distance yourself since then, that sort of behavior will weigh you down
I was a fat kid. My dad took me on my 14th birthday with him on a morning stroll. I gave up as soon as we started so he kept yelling at me as army sarges do in the movies. When I had finally given up he called me "mara مرة": A degrading word directed to women in general and wh*res specifically.
It was my 12th birthday. We were going out to a party, my dad went bankrupt and into a huge debt while we were driving towards the event. When we got to the event, my dad got the call from someone, I was too young at that time to understand what was going on but something was fishy. While going towards the party, my dad promised to buy me an amazing gift on our way back. I was so disappointed at not being able to get the gift. Turns out our whole life was f****d. Probably the worst day and birthday of my life. After few years though, things started going back to normal. My dad turned things around thanks to a huge effort by him. I still exactly don't know what happened back then, but now I can say all is well.
Their dad found out that he had gone bankrupt and into massive debt on the way to OP's birthday party, and made a promise (that he did not intend to keep) that OP could get an awesome present. A few years later, OP's dad turned things around.
Load More Replies...This one makes no sense, but, if someone's dad managed going bankrupt and into such massive debt while driving somewhere...I'm a little impressed by that capability. Maybe there's something lost in the translation on this one.
To clarify, there are types of investments that if you sink money into them, you can lose it all in a very short time. Sometimes in minutes if things really go south. Sounds like dad sank most of his savings into one of these, and his broker called and said, "Sorry, man, but you lost everything." The reason people invest in these however, is, even as risky as they are, you stand to make a killing if they do really well. You end up with far more money than if you'd picked a more low-risk investment. Dad invested far more than he could afford to lose in an attempt to get rich quick.
My goat died, I was having a pool party and the outdoor bathroom was in the barn so I went to go pee and found my pet goat dead in the barn. It sucked.
My mum was rushed into ICU and was in a coma. Happy 19th birthday
"She was diagnosed with terminal cancer. She did come out of the coma state and moved out of the ICU ward but a year later she passed away"
Load More Replies...Spring 2018-- finishing up my Masters Capstone in the morning...laptop crashed. It wasn't so much the files (had backups) but I was using Stats for some specialized models. Kept trying to get it to work... Had to suck it up and buy a version for my desktop. Did have a fun late evening/dinner in the city afterwards to celebrate my bday and getting that s**t done.
My birthday is March 1st, and my late primary school time was when Justin Bieber was *the* guy. In school I was never popular, so hearing "We do have to celebrate someone's birthday today, right?" was destined to give me false hopes. Then when I brought up my birthday, people accused me of lying and/or attention-seeking.
I'm guessing that Bieber's birthday fell on March 1st, just like OP's.
Load More Replies...Sandy Hook. I was 17 and I spent a good chunk of it watching the news on a family friend’s couch. :-(
And the worst part is OP is not the only one with a similar awful memory of their bday 😔 School shootings in the US are a huge problem and each year the incidents are more than the previous one.
My cat got put down on my 7th birthday. But they only told me the next day so it wouldn't ruin my birthday. I felt so guilty that I'd had such a fun birthday while he was dead :(
My family held my Great Grandpa's Memorial service on my birthday. Granted they did ask for permission to do so. Reason they chose my birthday was because my Great Grandma (his wife) died on my birthday before I was born, so it's always been a weird day for my family.
Was having a great birthday dinner with friends at a bar/club, one guy who was invited from work but I didn’t know that well came up to me with a shot and said happy birthday, I said thanks and downed it. Turns out it was Stroh Rum 80 and unless you’re a seasoned f*****g pirate that s**t will knock you on your a*s. I ended up going to the toilet puking and just got a taxi home, birthday ruined ☹️
The day i turned 22 was the last day of my final year mapping camp (Geology). The night before most of the camp got drunk and kept the rest of us awake all night. I had to drive one of the busses the next day, so I couldn't party with them. One of the guy started shining a very bright torch into all the windows, till my friend and I lost it and almost startes a fight. One of the morons cut his foot on a broken bottle, running away from us. I, was the fisrt aid officer and had to patch him up. The next morning we had to get up early and I had to drive 400km back to uni. Walk home with all my gear (3km with about 30kg of equipment), just to find out my roommate locked me out and I had to brake into my own home. Also the only food in the house was bullied beef and sweetcorn. Also missed out on my first big game hunt because of it.
I googled it, it's apparently another name for corned beef.
Load More Replies...My friend died the day after my birthday. It was his fault so I’m still angry at him for it. So each year I have the joy on ‘my’ day and then the next day I feel sad and guilty for Brett’s death.
On my 16th birthday I was diagnosed with strep throat and the stomach flu, it was a blast.
if you feel sick, even if its on your birthday, you should go to the doctor to make sure nothing is wrong.
Load More Replies...My GF at the time got a little tipsy, left me sitting alone at our table for two twice, for about 10 minutes each time, to go outside and smoke, during a, maybe, hour and a half long meal, told me she loved me for the first time, then proceeded to get angry with me, because I didn't say it first, then did a fake freak out/cry on the way home when a beats pill dropped on her knee from the dash of the car, to the point that I pulled over at a gas station and had to come to her side of the car and inspect her knee which became perfectly fine and a non issue in about 15 seconds as she stood up. Jesus christ, I've never written that out and it makes me cringe.
I got engaged. I obviously wanted to marry him and I don't regret saying yes. But it was my birthday and it stopped being my birthday and started being about us and getting married. I wanted the day to be about me, not being congratulated
I was alone on my birthday. Wife was in a different city due to some reason. For dinner, I was having just tea and biscuits. Wife knew I love pizza, so she ordered 2 cheesiest pizzas for me, over call. The pizzas got delivered and I was just opening the box - I received a call. That call was from a new client (for my freelancing work) and I could not avoid the call. He took more than 30 mins explaining about his product and work and software. But our deal could not be finalized because of his expectations. Just then I remembered my pizza. After the call, I opened the box. The pizzas had gone cold (don't have a microwave oven at my place). I can't eat cold cheese pizzas. That totally broke my mood and had to eat them with tea, since the cold ones are not chew-able. Love pizzas but had to have them cold - was the suckiest thing on my birthday.
This is a p**s-take right? Everyone else had people die or got abused. Your wife was away and was thoughtful enough to surprise you with pizza
Today's my birthday, and I probably shouldn't have started it off with that.
At least now you know it could be worse? Happy Birthday! I'm cursing you with the curse of happiness and good fortune, it's unbreakable so don't even try!
Load More Replies...Four years ago. I had to have a kidney stone surgically removed. Was diagnosed in the morning and told to return in the afternoon for the procedure. When I checked in at Registration, she asked for my date of birth to which I replied, "today. Worst birthday ever."
My Dad took his life on my birthday last year so that was awesome (/s). This year was a milestone birthday and I refused to spend the day moping and being sad so we did something fun to celebrate and I now have a funny memory of my Mom getting tipsy.
My birthday is Christmas Eve... bad enough on its own, but my mothers was Christmas Day. After a short battle with cancer my mother died shortly for Christmas. We made the choice the bury mum before Christmas so at least we could all be at peace with Christmas that year. The only day was... yes you've guest it was the 24th Christmas Eve my birthday! Such a sad day really followed up by equally a sad day... there is more to this story however, last year my aunt who was a wonderful soul passed away suddenly on the 23rd of December. So really Christmas and birthdays and the build up are not as joyous as they should be!
I was in a psychiatric hospital on my birthday one year. I'd survived kidney failure (I'd been told I was 30 mins from a fatal heart attack due to high levels of potassium in my blood) so I thought my birthday was something to celebrate, that I was still alive. But my mum and her bf and my dad and his wife had both scheduled trips away on my birthday and wouldn't be here and my sister said she was busy when I asked if we could go out for lunch or something. I already suffered from depression and anxiety (and undiagnosed ADHD) and felt like I wasn't wanted when I found out I'd be alone on my birthday. I was suicidal and voluntarily went into hospital. On the actual day all I had was a phone call from my dad (whilst he was away) and nothing from anyone else. If I'd had access to anything that could have taken my life then, I would have tried. The next year they had a big family party but I felt this was just to prevent me from having another breakdown.
My cousin's funeral was on my 13th bday, he died in service, horrific drowning. My now long ago ex, decided to beat me up after my 21st party in a Maccas car park- why because he didn't get to have a 21st and was jealous.
One day after my 11th birthday, my mum died. It was absolutely awful.
This year I had covid for my birthday. It attacked my brain and I was extremely unstable mentally and emotionally. Tried to get family members to help with my kids but since I had covid they all refused (even though they are all anti-vax and think covid isn’t real). My own mother hung up the phone on me. I thought I was dying.
I had been very sick for a long time, and had been in agonising pain all day. When the birthday cake came out, I burst into tears because I was in too much pain to even face the idea of having a slice, let alone enjoy my birthday. I still get sad when I think about that.
Today's my birthday, and I probably shouldn't have started it off with that.
At least now you know it could be worse? Happy Birthday! I'm cursing you with the curse of happiness and good fortune, it's unbreakable so don't even try!
Load More Replies...Four years ago. I had to have a kidney stone surgically removed. Was diagnosed in the morning and told to return in the afternoon for the procedure. When I checked in at Registration, she asked for my date of birth to which I replied, "today. Worst birthday ever."
My Dad took his life on my birthday last year so that was awesome (/s). This year was a milestone birthday and I refused to spend the day moping and being sad so we did something fun to celebrate and I now have a funny memory of my Mom getting tipsy.
My birthday is Christmas Eve... bad enough on its own, but my mothers was Christmas Day. After a short battle with cancer my mother died shortly for Christmas. We made the choice the bury mum before Christmas so at least we could all be at peace with Christmas that year. The only day was... yes you've guest it was the 24th Christmas Eve my birthday! Such a sad day really followed up by equally a sad day... there is more to this story however, last year my aunt who was a wonderful soul passed away suddenly on the 23rd of December. So really Christmas and birthdays and the build up are not as joyous as they should be!
I was in a psychiatric hospital on my birthday one year. I'd survived kidney failure (I'd been told I was 30 mins from a fatal heart attack due to high levels of potassium in my blood) so I thought my birthday was something to celebrate, that I was still alive. But my mum and her bf and my dad and his wife had both scheduled trips away on my birthday and wouldn't be here and my sister said she was busy when I asked if we could go out for lunch or something. I already suffered from depression and anxiety (and undiagnosed ADHD) and felt like I wasn't wanted when I found out I'd be alone on my birthday. I was suicidal and voluntarily went into hospital. On the actual day all I had was a phone call from my dad (whilst he was away) and nothing from anyone else. If I'd had access to anything that could have taken my life then, I would have tried. The next year they had a big family party but I felt this was just to prevent me from having another breakdown.
My cousin's funeral was on my 13th bday, he died in service, horrific drowning. My now long ago ex, decided to beat me up after my 21st party in a Maccas car park- why because he didn't get to have a 21st and was jealous.
One day after my 11th birthday, my mum died. It was absolutely awful.
This year I had covid for my birthday. It attacked my brain and I was extremely unstable mentally and emotionally. Tried to get family members to help with my kids but since I had covid they all refused (even though they are all anti-vax and think covid isn’t real). My own mother hung up the phone on me. I thought I was dying.
I had been very sick for a long time, and had been in agonising pain all day. When the birthday cake came out, I burst into tears because I was in too much pain to even face the idea of having a slice, let alone enjoy my birthday. I still get sad when I think about that.
