Birthday Blues &The Girl Who Decided to Show Up Anyway...

an honest, tender conversation about birthday depression & choosing yourself

"Sometimes the hardest day of the year is the one that's supposed to be the happiest. And that's okay to admit."

Hey Sunny, 💛

My birthday is on Friday. Yes, I am an April baby, and I will be turning 24. And before you say happy birthday (thank you, truly, I receive it 🥹), I want to have a real conversation today. One I've been sitting with for a while. One I did actual research for, which tells you how serious I am, because research is not something I do lightly. Come sit with me. This one is going to be a whole thing. 🌙

I will be sharing all the birthday details, what I did, how it went, the solo date, the gifts I got myself (yes, I spoil myself, no I do not apologize for this), over on the podcast. So, if you want the full, unfiltered, slightly chaotic birthday tea, you know where to find me.

But today, right here, right now, I want to talk about something I've carried quietly for years and finally decided to actually look in the eye: birthday depression. Because I have dealt with it literally every single year on my birthday. And this year I finally asked myself, okay but why? And then I did some research. And then I had feelings about the research. And now here we are.

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So, What Even Is Birthday Depression?

"She cried on the morning of her birthday, not because she was broken, but because some feelings run very, very deep."

a little definition,

Birthday depression, also known as the birthday blues, is a state of feeling sad, low, anxious or emotionally flat around your birthday. It can show up as disinterest in celebrating, a sense of dread as the day approaches, unexpected sadness on the day itself, or a general heaviness that doesn't quite make sense to the people around you who just want to sing and eat cake. It is more common than people talk about, it has real roots and real reasons, and it does not mean you are ungrateful or dramatic. It means you are human.

Real talk, I cried this morning thinking about my birthday. Not sad crying exactly. More like the kind of crying where your body just needs to release something it's been holding for a long time. You know that kind? That kind.

I have experienced this for as long as I can remember. And for the longest time I thought there was something wrong with me, because who is sad on their birthday? Birthdays are supposed to be happy. The balloons say so. The Instagram posts say so. Society, quite firmly, says so. And yet there I'd be, every single year, feeling something that definitely wasn't joy and not quite knowing what to do with it.

My Story, Where Mine Comes From...

"She grew up feeling like her day did not matter. She spent years believing it. Then she decided, finally, to disagree."

Here is the part where I get honest. Really honest. The kind of honest that I used to keep just for myself until I realized that keeping things just for yourself is sometimes just loneliness in a trench coat.

I grew up in an environment where birthdays weren't really made special. We celebrated occasionally, once in a while, but it was never consistent, never guaranteed, and I always felt this particular kind of loneliness around that time. Like the day came and went and the world didn't quite notice.

And underneath that was something even quieter and more damaging: I grew up with really low self-esteem. Low enough that I genuinely believed I wasn't important enough to be celebrated. That I didn't deserve a fuss. That celebrating me was somehow an overclaim on a world that hadn't really confirmed I was worth that kind of attention. I know. I know. But that is where I was. And I am telling you because maybe that is where you are too, and I want you to hear it from someone who's been there: that belief was a lie.

📖 Related read: In 2024, I celebrated my birthday for the first time. I took myself on my very first solo date ever. You can read all about it in "Solo Dates & Soft Bravery: Learning to Show Up for Myself." It was an interesting, tender, important one. Go check it out. 🌸

That day changed something in me. It cracked something open in the most gentle, necessary way. Because I realized that life is genuinely, beautifully, heartbreakingly short and waiting for someone else to celebrate me was no longer an option I was willing to choose. So, I decided to show up for myself. On my birthday. Every year. No matter what. With or without people. With or without plans. Always.

This year I bought myself gifts because I deserve gifts and I know what I like and honestly, I am an excellent gift giver to myself, no notes. I am still deciding on my solo date situation, but the full story will be on the podcast. Stay tuned. 🎂

The Causes, Because Understanding It Helps...

"You cannot gently untangle something you refuse to look at. Understanding is always the first kind thing you can do for yourself."

One of the most helpful things I did was actually research why this happens. Because once you understand the roots of something, it loses a little of its power over you. It stops being a mysterious cloud of sadness and starts being something you can name, examine and with time and tenderness, work through. So here are the causes. The real ones. The ones nobody puts on birthday cards. 🌙

🎈 Negative Experiences Tied to Birthdays

When birthdays have historically been disappointing, lonely, or painful. Whether through neglect, cancelled plans, feeling overlooked, or simply never being made to feel special, your mind and body remember. Every year as the date approaches, your nervous system quietly braces for that same feeling, even if this year is completely different. The body keeps score, as they say. And sometimes it keeps score on the most unexpected days.

📅 Reflecting on Life & Feeling Behind

Birthdays are natural checkpoints. Another year gone. Another year older. And for many of us that comes with an involuntary audit of our lives, where we are, where we thought we'd be, what we've done, what we haven't. If the gap between expectation and reality feels large, that birthday audit can feel less like a celebration and more like a gentle (or not so gentle) reminder of everything you feel you haven't yet achieved. It's one of the quieter cruelties of growing older in a world that loves a milestone.

💸 The Pressure to Celebrate Like an Influencer

Social media has turned birthdays into a performance. Elaborate trips, gorgeous spreads, matching outfits, surprise parties and if your birthday doesn't look like that, it can feel like a failure before it even begins. When you don't have the resources to celebrate the way you see others celebrating, the day can arrive heavy with a sense of lack rather than abundance. And that is entirely the internet's fault, not yours. A birthday can be a quiet Tuesday with good food and a candle and still be completely, genuinely beautiful.

🪞 Low Self-Esteem

Guilty. Raising my hand. Right here. When you don't fundamentally believe you are worthy of being celebrated, being celebrated feels deeply uncomfortable. Attention on your birthday can feel undeserved, embarrassing, even anxiety-inducing. Low self-esteem whispers that the fuss is too much for someone like you, and so instead of joy, the day brings a kind of quiet shame. Working on this, truly, genuinely working on it, is one of the most important things you can do not just for your birthday but for your whole life.

🩹 A History of Trauma

Trauma doesn't take days off. It doesn't look at the calendar and think, oh, it's your birthday, I'll be quiet today. For people carrying unprocessed trauma, significant dates like birthdays can actually amplify emotional pain rather than soften it. The heightened emotions of the day can bring buried things to the surface. And that is not weakness. That is your mind doing its best to protect you and process at the same time.

⏳ Fear of Getting Older

Getting older carries a lot of weight in a world obsessed with youth. Each birthday can bring with it an awareness of time passing of doors that feel like they might be closing, of a body that is changing, of a life that feels like it's moving faster than you can keep up with. That particular fear is incredibly common and incredibly valid, even when it's not entirely rational. Time is tender. Treat your feelings about it with the same tenderness.

🌊 Going Through a Difficult Season

Sometimes it's simply bad timing. Life is hard right now. Things are heavy right now. And your birthday landing in the middle of a difficult season can make the contrast feel even sharper, the world expecting you to celebrate while you are quietly just trying to get through the week. Both things can be true: you can be grateful to be alive and also struggling. You don't have to perform happiness you don't currently have access to.

🏠 Family Drama & Complicated History

For some people, birthdays come with complicated family dynamics, tension, unmet expectations, old wounds that resurface around shared occasions. When the people who were supposed to make the day feel special are also the source of pain, the day itself becomes entangled with that complexity. It is entirely possible to grieve the birthday you deserved while also building new traditions for yourself now.

🫂 Loneliness

Birthdays have a way of making loneliness louder. On an ordinary Tuesday, being alone is just being alone. On your birthday, it can feel like a verdict. Whether it's not having people to celebrate with, feeling unseen by the ones around you, or simply missing a particular person who isn't there anymore. Birthday loneliness has a specific, particular ache that is completely valid and more common than anyone's Instagram birthday posts would have you believe.

How to Deal with It, Self-Care & Self-Love Edition...

"Healing your relationship with your birthday is, quietly, an act of healing your relationship with yourself."

Now, because this is a self-care blog and I refuse to leave you with just the heavy parts, let's talk about what we can actually do with all of this. Not toxic positivity. Not "just be grateful." Real, gentle, practical things that have helped me and might help you too. 💜

📓Journal Through It ~Write down what you're feeling without editing it. Let the birthday blues have a page. Sometimes naming a feeling is the beginning of releasing it.

🎁Gift Yourself Something ~You know what you like. You always have. Treat yourself to something, big or small, that says: I see you, and you deserve nice things.

🌿Create Your Own Tradition ~You don't have to celebrate the way anyone else does. Build a birthday ritual that feels like you. a solo date, a favorite meal, a long walk, a quiet morning.

📵Limit social media ~On your birthday especially, the comparison trap is real. Log off. Be present in your own day instead of watching everyone else's highlight reel.

💬Talk About It ~Tell someone you trust that birthdays are hard for you. You don't have to explain everything. Just not carrying it alone makes it lighter.

🕯️Make It Sacred & Slow ~Light a candle. Play your favorite music. Make your favorite food. Create a soft, gentle day that honors you, quietly, intentionally, beautifully.

💌Write Yourself a Letter ~Write to yourself on your birthday, what you've survived, what you're proud of, what you're hoping for. You will want to read it next year.

🧠Consider Therapy ~If birthday depression is connected to deeper wounds, trauma, grief, self-worth, a therapist can help you work through the roots, not just the symptoms.

"You don't have to feel happy on your birthday. You just have to show up for yourself."

🌻To My Sunnies...

"To every soul who has ever cried on their birthday and felt ashamed of it, you were never broken. You were just carrying something heavy on a day that deserved to feel light."

If you have ever felt sad on your birthday, quietly, unexplainably, inconveniently sad, I want you to know that you are not alone in that. Not even slightly. There are so many of us who have sat in that particular feeling and not known what to call it or what to do with it. Now you have a name for it. And a whole blog post about it. You're welcome. 🌙

And if your birthday has historically been a day that hurt, I want to gently, lovingly, firmly suggest that you take it back. Not dramatically. Not all at once. Just a little. Buy yourself something. Take yourself somewhere. Light a candle. Eat the cake. Be the celebration. Because you have always deserved to be celebrated, even in the years when nobody around you seemed to know that.

You made it to another year. That is not nothing. That is, in fact, everything. Happy birthday to every sunnie whose day is coming up and happy just-being-alive day to the rest of you. 💛

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