Happy Birthday, Emo Kid

It's my birthday and I don't really give a shit.

I've never really cared much about my birthday, and this year it's just been completely overshadowed by the approaching appointment with a nurse about hormones. Except I don't know if I'm going to get hormones after this appointment or if I'll need another appointment after this (cue another six-week wait, probably), so I'm not excited so much as nervous and tense and uuuuuuuuugh.

I am so sick of waiting and psyching myself out over this. Why can't it be Monday at 4PM already?