I woke up this morning so happy, grateful that my aunt and uncle came to visit from Texas, my brother visiting from another state, I felt so much joy knowing that it was my birthday and turned 23.

But then my dad wanted me to help him, my uncle, and brother-in-law with building a shed. I thought I was a no big deal, just continuing building. Then when I went with my mother to get a cake, she wanted it all pink. I questioned myself why, then I didn't. Then my aunts came to drop off some food for the party, some of the desserts were also pink. I went with my sister to my older sister's house to get more tables, then once we came back, all the decorations was for my older sister's baby shower. Only my mother, brother, a couple of cousins, and some friends only told me happy birthday. No one else. And the only gift my dad and brother-in-law wanted to give me is some beer, which I don't drink.