Back from the birthday dinner

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There were 5 of us at dinner tonight: me, my sister, my aunt, my cousin, and my second mom. My mother has some kind of virus so she stayed home. The restaurant has been a family favorite for decades but it has new owners so I wasn't sure what to expect. The food was good. Most of the conversation was good. At one point I found out that my sister's family, my mother, and my second parents were all going to Turks and Caicos together. That hurt me because they didn't invite me. Could I afford it? No. Would I like to at least have been asked? Yes. Whatever. I don't know why I'm surprised by this crap anymore. We ordered dessert and someone told the waiter to put a candle in my tartufo. I said "no candle!" The cute young waiter said "I'll compromise. You have to have a candle but I won't sing." I cried on the way back here. I cried because my dad and ex weren't there. I cried because I'm just exhausted with my life these days. I opened up the cards and gifts that I received when I got back here. My aunt gave me a $50 Bath & Body Works gift card. My cousin gave me a pot of tulips. My second mom gave me a $50 gift card for Marshalls/TJ Maxx/Home Goods and a door mat. My sister forgot her gift for me so I don't know what she is giving me. So that was my evening. Was it a great birthday? No. Was it terrible? No. I'll be happy to just go to bed and wake up on a new day.