April 26 is gonna be my birthday hope everything is gonna be alright after uranus leaving
The last 7–8 years have been exhausting. Living with haemophilia means constant pain, joint bleeding, and limits that most people don’t see. On top of that, there’s been self-doubt, no clear career after college, no placements, and no real direction. I’ve put effort into different paths, tried to build something for myself, but nothing has turned into a solid result—just small, incomplete wins that never last.
There’s also been isolation. I’ve distanced myself from family and friends, partly by choice, partly because it became too much to carry everything while also dealing with judgment, bullying, and feeling like I’m falling behind everyone else.
I won’t pretend I’m okay with how things are. I’m not. It’s frustrating to feel stuck after trying so many times.
But I’m still here. And this birthday, I’m not asking for everything to magically change—I just want this next year to be different because I make it different. I want to take whatever control I still have and actually build something that works, even if it’s slow and messy.
I’ve endured a lot already. That has to count for something.
If nothing else, this year needs to end with me moving forward—clearly, not just hoping.
That’s it.