I used to be fairly good with birthdays and other important dates, but now, they are just not there. Without my Calendar, I wouldn’t remember any of them.

The strangest of these dates that I don’t remember, or that have any meaning to me, personally…my own birthday. This became quite a thing and worried me so much. I stressed about this for a long time. In the end I had my Date of Birth, tattooed on my arm.

I look at it every day and I wait for it to come back and belong to me.