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Another birthday, another post. He didn't forget this year, and it was a travel day (we were coming home from Mallorca) so it was hard to really do anything. But he never made a single bit of fuss for me. He never took me a present, or a card. He never said "I'll do that, it's your birthday!" or "let me make you a cup of tea, it's your birthday!" I told my counsellor about it, and about all the birthday's that had come before, and she said it all sounded very sad. That I was allowed to want my birthday to be celebrated. He did buy me a bunch of flowers a few days later.