21

So, I'm 21.
It means that I am legally an adult now and everything I do has a consequences under the eye of law.
I get to vote, participate in various activities that I could not have done before, and am 'responsible' for my life now.

Why do we celebrate birthdays?
For having completed a year of hardships and trials and having survived it?

I'm tired of celebrations. All the fun and happiness, the planning that goes before that, is it really worth it?

When I reflect on what I have done in the past year, all I could remember were the nasty things that I had to go through, the emotions that swirled in my mind, the heartaches I have to overcome so that I could live another day.

It was not an easy time, my dreams were dashed, my visions crumbled, my heart broken, and my life seems to be drifting along with the current.

The one thing that I can tell from this experience is that I have grown to be more hardy, expecting less of others, and through the callousness form in my heart, less affected by other people.

Maybe that's one thing I ought to celebrate.