Does anyone else get major Birthday Blues? What I mean is every time my birthday comes around, I contemplate the relevancy of my existence. I was talking to a coworker about how I get so sad because I want someone to care that I was born. Objectively, I know some people care that I am alive, but it is hard to reconcile this with my brain. My brain is a terrible liar. So on July 7th, I’d like to ask you to send good thoughts and vibes my way.