~it's my birthday today~

but why should today be any different? my mother sure doesn't think so. i should be numb by now to her mental abuse, since it's been 32 years of this shit.. but i didn't cry this morning, so that's a start i suppose. i have to clock in for a six hour shift in 45 minutes. there is no time for tears, because i know once i start, i won't be able to stop. after work i'll get dolled up and let my partner spoil me for the evening. i won't let her ruin my birthday.