I have a weird relationship with my birthday

I have hated it some years because my family don’t really care sometimes, one year my mum rang me and said happy birthday, didn’t bother getting you a card and then said when are you gonna come and see me?

made me feel like
tit. You can’t even be bothered to get me a card but you want me to drive to yours to pay you a visit??
Because of this dynamic I always play it down, but in reality I love going out for food, drinks etc to celebrate. It’s my birthday on Sunday and this year I’ve flew abroad on my own to meet some friends, then have some relaxing time alone. The weekend I’m back the guy I’m dating has made plans for us and then the weekend after that I’ve made belated birthday plans with my friend. It’s made me so happy inside that people care about me when previously I’ve been made to feel so inconvenient.