My 29th birthday
I turned 29 on the 8th and I didn't really get to share my moment with anyone except those who I have on Facebook. Surprisingly, family aside from my Oregon siblings didn't bother asking how I spent it or if I had a happy one. Because of that, I've been kinda sad and dying to discuss this happy moment with someone, so I guess I will do it here. I made the decision early last year that I wanted to spend this birthday alone. I had made attempts in the past to be with those I care about only to have everyone flake on me. I sure know how to pick friends, that's for sure.
I made a last minute decision to go away to Atlantic City, NJ and have some spa treatment. Because it was last minute, I didn't have much money to enjoy my birthday the way I wanted to, so I sprung for a two night stay at Bally's Hotel & Casino and I made the best of it. I left on the 7th and returned the 9th and it was definitely a moment to remember. The hotel was great. It was the first time I checked into a hotel under my name and the first time in over a decade I've been in a hotel too, so it was a freeing experience and helped me get away from all present troubles. A home away from home if you will.
The gambling I didn't go for, but I gave it a shot and of course regretted it. Aside from that, I chose to dine at Johnny Rockets diner which I never heard of before. They made me feel like home and had some great burgers! I befriended a server named Kira and I mentioned it was my birthday. The diner had a 1950s feel to it and again, it was just a great experience.
The day of my birthday, I got an early start, ate breakfast and then walked along the boardwalk. I took dozens of pictures along the way and it was a great tourist moment as I'm not in New Jersey everyday. I originally wanted to get a massage at a spa because I could use the relaxation but couldn't afford the high prices in the hotel. Along the boardwalk, I saw several massage places and got one for $30. Granted it was a clothes-on massage. Not that I wanted to get naked, but a little massage oil on my back would have made that birthday a relaxing one. But I got it nonetheless and felt somewhat relaxed 30 mins later.
After the massage I continued my trek along the boardwalk and took pictures of all the great shops and sights. The adjacent hotels and the seagulls on the boardwalk. The hour long walk in the cloudy, brisk weather made me very sleepy so I took a nap for several hours when I got back to the hotel. That night, I went back to the diner and was asked to stay in this time. Being an empath who avoids crowds I got all my food for takeout. I didn't catch on why I was being asked to stay in, I guess I was that clueless. I ordered a banana shake and a lime margerita and soon after that, the lights went down. I hadn't a clue why.
Next thing I know, I'm being asked my name by another server; again, this was all random to me and I didn't know why. I thought I was just that popular of a customer today. After that, another server comes out with a dessert in her hand and makes an announcement. The entire restaurant sung happy birthday and even though I was a little embarrassed, I was a good sport about it and smiled. They did a little song and dance, just because that's what they do and was unrelated to my bday. Of course I thought it was for me so I took a small 20 second video.
When I got back to my hotel room, I had a huge smile that was there for hours. At that moment, I knew spending my birthday alone was a perfect choice and I am glad I did it. The next morning I got ready to leave, checked out and on my way to the bus station, befriended a woman who was glad I walked up. Turns out the station was closed at 6:30am when it should have been open. She basically said I was her guardian and she's glad that i could keep her company because she was all alone, standing there for her bus which never came. We got to talking about the casino and she admitted to being a gambling addict with a problem and that she blew $1000 and won nothing. I felt for her, but I'm glad she could talk to me about it and be honest. At that point I knew an empath is always on duty and you never know when or why someone will stop and talk to you.
We walked back to the bus depot because our buses never came and had she not suggested we walk there, I would have missed my bus. On my way back into Brooklyn from Manhattan, lucky me, I was the only passenger aboard the Greyhound and I even took a picture of that for proof of that relaxation:
When I finally got home, I was relaxed and had many new memories which I am glad I was able to gain spending my birthday all by myself, something I must do again soon. My sister told me this was the last year in my 20s so I should live it up and boy, did I. I'm very grateful to have had such an amazing time and I thank all those involved who helped me create new memories.
Everyday of my life it's about someone else and their problems and their life. When my day comes around, that one day every year, I make sure it's about me and only me which is why I celebrate my birthday from February 1st to February 9th because I deserve that much care and attention no one will show to me unless I show it to myself.
Thank you for reading. I wanted to share this with someone willing to listen. It's unfortunate I couldn't find one.