Hope this is an okay place to post this. i wasn't sure.
But anyway, it's my half birthday today. i was born on 15th June 1992 so today [December 15th] makes me 18 and a half years old.
i doubt that anyone else cares about this. But this is a half birthday that i am very proud of. My 18th birthday came as a very unexpected surprise if i'm honest. Maybe i'm pessimistic, maybe i've just lived in dark places too much, but either way i didn't really expect to reach adulthood. So now having made it half way through that year, i'm proud i guess. And happy. This half birthday feels special.
i even made myself a half birthday cake to celebrate. Chocolate cake. It's my first experience of vegan cake making so i hope it turns out okay. i'm pushing aside my eating disordered thoughts and reminding myself that i'm trying to eat healthily. And i've decided that cake eating occasionally as a treat counts as healthy. Treating myself when i've achieved something good is a healthy behaviour.
When I was a kid, we lived by the beach, and all our friends had beach-birthday-parties, but mine and my brother's birthdays were in the winter, so my mum gave us half-birthdays, so that we could have beach birthdays. We'd have half a cake, and half the amount of candles. It was all very silly.
Happy half birthday, hope you're okay x
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Happy Half Birthday!
Myself and my friend J celebrate this every year xD
It's my actual birthday on December 30th, so my half birthday isn't for a while now =P
I enjoy half-birthdays. I often declare that it's my half birthday, when it is (26th April) and everyone looks at me funny, but I think it's a nice idea. I think it's a special day and something to celebrate. There's not enough celebration in the world.
Happy half birthday. its an awesome idea, my 18 1/2 birthday is in march. I think I shall celebrate it. :)
hope you have had a wonderful day- and The cake sounds yummy
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