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Rant warning.
Currently sobbing because I asked a month and a half ago if my partner could come with us to my birthday this weekend. My dad and their mom said yes. Then my dad went and planned a city trip for this weekend with his fiance, forgetting that he told me that I could bring my partner. All week I've been telling my dad that their mom needed a yes or no by tonight. At this point the chance has probably passed because she's gone to bed. All week I've been trying to figure out transportation issues. None of them were okay with my dad. This whole week I've been playing messenger bird between everyone. At this point my partner won't be able to come with me for the second birthday in a row.
And honestly? It sucks. A lot. I don't remember the last time I had an actual party. I've never been allowed to invite friends until 2 years ago. I couldn't go to Florida and celebrate my 15th birthday with my family there, I couldn't do anything last year for my 16th because my mom fucked everything up. And this year, my 17th, isn't going to be memorable either. But at the same time, it doesn't suck because I'm so used to having promises broken and expectations let down. I'll be honest, I didn't think I'd live past 10 or 11. But here I am. 3 days away from turning 17. I'm sorry for dumping this but edits on stories will be on hold for a few days so the eventual update will be pushed back even further. I'm sorry for rambling.