When, I was a little girl, my biological mom told me, that she’ll never make me a Birthday PARTY, and I looked up at her, tears falling off my cheeks, and she started laughing, I went to bed, crying, then about 5 years later at age 12, I told my step father, “ my birthday's coming up so,- I wanted to ask if you could throw me a birthday party,? “ he just laughed, and laughed, and laughed, and I could tell he was gonna say no, so I left, 1 year after that at age 13, I asked my step-step mom, “ could I have a birthday party? “ like always I knew it was gonna be a “no” so I looked at her, she looked back, and said “ never” and like usual I would cry, I was a crybaby, so I started to hurt myself, ig, I was mad, sad, that I didn’t have a birthday party, EVER in my life so. :)