So my birthday is coming up (so is my ex’s because surprise, we have the same birthday) and I’m all types of annoyed that I’ll most likely be celebrating it by myself. I’ve always loved my birthday. It’s my absolute favorite day of the year. He told me he couldn’t wait to spend the summer together with me etc. and we had all these summer plans, and our birthday is one of them. I even had plans in my head from which cake to bake to what I was going to buy him as a birthday present and what song we are going to dance to when we’d sneak him out to the gazebo next to the water. I got brutally dumped on Mother’s Day. He still has my stuff that I haven’t bothered asking back because he was really cruel and angry when we last talked (texted, coward couldn’t even dump me over a phone call). Anyways, I moved to this town during the pandemic and lockdown was always super strict until very recently, so I was only allowed one contact person and that was him. He’s the only person I socialized with, my only friend and the one I ended up falling in love with. I’m miserable without him now that things are open and we could be doing our summer plans together if we were not broken up. I just can’t bear the thought that I might be alone on my birthday but he won’t be (this is his hometown so he’s got family and friends). Where did all the promises go?