There is a thing about pain, it's relative. And right now, among the privileged, the ones going through the toughest time are those who have to spend their birthdays in lockdown.
As if not seeing people didn't suck already. As if not stepping out for days wasn't torturous enough - we have to spend our goddamn birthdays all alone.
Oh, alone and without anything that brings joy.
No liquor, no cake, no pizzas. Absolutely nothing.
So how is it even a birthday then?
Please if you love me don't drink today. In solidarity with my birthday which doesnt have any alcohol coz of the lockdown 😭😭😭— BossLady (@Tarie2604) April 26, 2020
T for thanks
One day. Just one day in the entire year, you feel important.
Everywhere you go, people smile and they give you a hug even if they hate you.
You get attention, gifts, money. Basically all good things within 24 hours.
But dare we dream about that for 2-3 months.
Now, one can give examples of people who are doing all sorts of things for their special day.
They are dressing up, making cake at home, doing 'zoom parties'.
But, I think these things will just make me sadder.
Dress up for WHAT?
And you want me to BAKE?
On MY birthday?
The one who didn't know how to make daal before this lockdown, you are asking her to make a cake?
No thanks, I don't want it to be the last thing I eat.
Having a birthday in lockdown really sucks 😱 I plan to make up for it next year. pic.twitter.com/xLHxRwUuQi— Lynn ⭐️ (@MistletoeSprite) April 11, 2020
And coming to the 'zoom parties'.
I mean, great if they work for you, but I don't find the idea of staring at a screen with 20 panels, trying to figure what everyone is saying very appealing.