Today is my 29th birthday, which is a relief because for a few moments I got confused and thought it was my 30th — that would have sucked.
I told my loved ones that I did not want a fuss this year and it seems they have taken that literally, no one has even wished me a happy birthday yet except one friend, and I have spoken to both my mum and my husband.
I hope they have not forgot, I said I didn’t want a fuss but that doesn’t mean I don’t want them to at least remember 
