|Guyot Marchant, La Danse Macabre (n.pub.: Paris, 1485)|
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|How about no?|
|Fuck you very much, Facebook.|
I asked Dr Google about this and found that "birthday blues" is actually a thing. Its advice wasn't especially helpful beyond that point. To remember positive events in the past and remind yourself of past successes is to whistle past the graveyard when the present mercilessly throws them into perspective. When you can't even secure work as a factory hand, your university degrees become a mere gewgaw. Your 'achievements' in SES are just an unusual hobby. Everything you've ever been or done becomes the contemptible toy of a child.
I don't know what this year will bring, but I can tell you I'm dreading 40 next year.