Why I hate my birthday

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I used to think that the numbers surrounding my birthday, 413, was a curse because '4' was an unlucky number in Asian cultures, likewise with '13' in Western culture. Since my sister's wedding last year, I don't think of it that way anymore.

On a more serious note, its common for Aspies to try and control their environment to an unusual degree, based on their preferrences.

Not pointing fingers, for I do it as well. But that is what this is, isn't it?

That was as well a prob with my mother in law, why she did not understand, why an family celebration/dinner ruined my birthday for me. Any kind of further social interactions, even when positive, needs me to rest for a few days. So for me there is no "Simply do this social s**t the day before." and do whatever you wanted to do the other day. The other day, I will need to rest in a way, that means that most likely I will be as well to tired to do my special interests or whatever. If I do something special that I like on the day before, I would not be able to withstand an family gathering. If I have a family gathering the day before, I am not able to withstand any special entertaining, that I might like to do. Them living in the early evening does not help me, the day and the next days are ruined, only to have an event, I did not like anyway. -.-

I know the feeling! The hardest part is when they give you gifts, you thank them but then later find out that they couldn't tell you were happy with their gift or not because you didn't "seem happy". Plus I too find social outings, even with family, to be rather exhausting. I don't mind doing stuff with them as long as they realize I might give them an hour or so and then i just want to enjoy myself alone doing whatever my focus is at the time. (usually it involved them dragging me away from my focus in the first place, and me thinking almost nothing but about that until I can return. *sigh* )

but yeah, maybe I'm just at that point where I just see every "holiday" as just another day in the year, and desire to move on per usual. D:

I hate my birthday, to me birthdays are an obscene - almost masturbatory celebration of self.

To contradict this, I do like to send cards and gifts for loved ones.
Giving is cool, but receiving is another matter altogether. Xmas also sucks.

I just hate being reminded each year that I'm getting older, period

My "special day" is just around the corner in t minus 12 days. Might as well get it over with, I suppose...

I just keep my mouth closed. I have my Facebook settings on private, so my friends don't know it. (Or know me enough to shut up about it.) My parents are very understanding-have cake, don't mention it. (Because cake is delicious. Why do we only get it on 'special' days?) As for the grandparents...they have been warned that if they sing at me or otherwise try to humiliate me (tell the waiters, etc.) I will leave the room and not come back, thus leaving them standing there looking very silly. Problem solved.

I began hating my birthday when I was younger (forgot which age). As it became a reminder of feeling like a social failure.

I also hated receiving gifts. I am not certain exactly why. Probably because I didn’t know how to react (i.e. pretending to like something I didn’t).

Nowadays, I don’t tell anyone about my birthday. I feel awkward responding, “Nothing” when asked what are your plans for your birthday.

mines in a few days:(

I hate my birthdays because:

1) Every birthday reminds me of how little people actually care about my existence.

2) Feeling like I've wasted an entire year of productivity on said birthday.

3) Watching more and more people younger than me accomplish things that I never have.

4) People expecting you to have more life experience when in fact you haven't gained any.