[I Just found this in my drafts. Don’t remember what I’ve written. Uploading it anyway. Today is the 16th of February 2026 at 11:04 AM. On way to the vet for Happy who appears to have an ear infection 😔]

It’s a strange feeling going into 40 tomorrow given the circumstances of my life at this current time.

I personally believe that birthdays are the most important day of a person’s life.

I love birthdays.

Yet, they always make me feel a bit blue at the same time.

Maybe because I have dreamed of my favourite birthday party for the past 30 years.

And I truly believed it was going to happen this year. For my 40th birthday which is tomorrow.

I honestly thought I was making friends in Boyne Island, where I lived with Merv.

I had no idea what was being said about me behind my back spreading like wildfire through the community.

I definitely didn’t think my home in Melbourne that I loved so much, that we had decided to return to would get burnt down.

Or that I would be living in a caravan park.

My whole life, safety and security has been so incredibly important to me.

Owning a home so I never had to depend on someone else was my top priority goal, and I bought my first home at the age of 21. Something I was incredibly proud of.

I then sold and bought a bigger nicer house. I that I loved so much.

Being put on disability and losing everything was a hard thing to live through but I did it.

And I am incredibly proud of how far I’ve come in the past 10 years. I have worked incredibly hard to get to where I’m at.