I hate birthday, and only think of them as a gift grab
I hate birthdays.
Every year in the month of my birthday, I get extremely depressed the closer my birthday draws near.
I hate birthdays cause I'm going to be a 27 year old virgin who never had her first kiss; I become one year older, still have never done it, thus even more depressed than the last one. I'd prefer if I never had a birthday at all.
But since I'm stuck having one... I think of birthdays as a gift grab and nothing more. Really, it's cause while these presents don't completely take away the deep emotional pain I feel, it's a band aid that brings me temporary relief and distraction from my suffering.
When I don't get any presents, I just pay more attention to what's bothering me and become even more upset.
I really hate years when some family members decide to take me out to dinner instead of an actual present; This dinner is always an unpleasant affair full of insults and body shaming directed at me.
My female family member laugh at me for being open about my love for food and not eating just a few scraps at the all you can eat buffett, like they do. They laugh at me for finishing my entree, while they just take a few bites then ask the server for a box. I shouldn't have to justify being hungry! It'd be cheaper for them, and less distressing for me if they just gave me a 20, or even a 10, dollar bill.
Please don't give me that "save your virginity got somebody special" line. I am aromantic, extremely frustrated sexually, and just want a hookup or fling. I could never handle a long term/serious relationship.