Jordon Year
I haven't celebrated my birthday for the past two years. What I mean is I didn't want anyone to know about it because I didnt want anyone to make a big deal out of it. There was still something I was unsure about and I hadnt really come to a resolution so I avoided the situation by hiding and running away. Towards the end of last year though, I started to feel more at peace and told myself that life is worth celebrating, my birthday is worth celebrating. I am worth celebrating. I decided to leave the confusion behind, the question of which day I was really born, and decided to continue with what I have always known because quite frankly, the person who can answer this question is not here so I owe myself some form of moving forward, some form of acceptance, some form of making sense of my own story without constantly questioning and remaining in doubt. So I told my friends that I wanted to go all out this year. I wanted to blow some balloons, pop some champagne, blow some candl...