She cradles the cupcake in her hands. A single tear slides slowly down her cheek as she whispers brokenly in a sing song voice, “happy birthday to me, happy birthday to me…”
Someone I know may end up like this. Alone. Broken. Having pushed away anyone and everyone who ever cared about her, simply because she refused to see how some honesty may have gone a long way. All because she couldn’t handle confrontation so she screws people over being sneaky and devious. She wants what she wants RIGHT NOW and cant wait.
So she is all secretive and then waits til you’re gone and packs her shit and leaves you with a financial mess to handle on your own. She won’t answer the phone or texts. She blocks you on Social media. Then she does the same to the person who helped her screw you over. And then, stuck with a guy who is now cheating on her while she’s 6 mos pregnant with his kid and too ashamed to admit she was wrong, she states defiantly “I don’t care. I don’t need you. I don’t need anyone”
But we are human. And we need each other. We were not made for solitude, in my opinion. Karma is a bitch.