ironic how they cooked something nice for me to eat on my birthday and then started fighting with each other to the point where the only way to stop them was to try and solve their problems (not even mine, I'm not even supposed to get involved).

and when I managed to make them stop, the food was already cold and it's not the same anymore.

I can't even eat something nice on my own birthday, can I?

I can't vent it to anyone really, my friend doesn't deserve that, I have no physiologist, my parents are blinded by the shit between them, my sister is suffering and can't give me advice.

maybe my pets will comfort me, they're always nice to me no matter what uwu they don't even need no words yet somehow manage to comfort me better than anyone else.