Happy Birthday to Me

Well I'm another year older.   The cool thing is that I don't feel older.   The other distractions in life really didn't let me focus on my birthday.   I hope I don't associate recent events with my birthday in upcoming years.   It was a good trip home.   It can be summed up with:

• A fun pre-Thanksgiving party that led to me drinking too much and not feeling so great.   However it was nice to see a cousin and his family from Oklahoma.   I saw them last at a wedding in Oklahoma and don't remember talking to them much at all back then.
• A wonderful Thanksgiving day with family.   I ate too much food.   It was nice to have a normal appetite again. 
• A Black Friday that involved no crazy shopping.   No interest in that whatsover.    We did some shopping in a local community and got some much needed things for my apartment.   Also had cake, a few gifts, and a game night.  

I made the mistake of checking Facebook on my birthday (mainly to see my birthday greetings) and noticed that HE deleted me from Facebook.   So much for the "we can stay civil and likely be friends" plan.   I was naive for thinking that would work in the first place.   When I say "friends", I didn't expect anything super chummy in the near future but I would like to know how his parents are doing and see updates about the dog.   He must think it's best to just cut ties which is sad but I guess if that makes it easier for him, oh well.   It goes back to him being a "black and white" person.   There is no gray or middle area.   It's apparent that everything he said to me on the night of the break-up and the days after was a lie.   He was saying things to appease me so he could get me out of the house.   I thought that dating an older guy would ensure maturity but I was mistaken.   I feel like I was an inconvenience in his life and the last five years were a complete waste.