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I don't feel the same way you do about birthdays. I celebrate mine. I always figured that my b-mom was thinking about me on my birthday.
I feel for you. As a child, you felt the gravity and consequence of your birthday. Of course, you would assume that your b-mom did, too. Then, she breezily tells you that it wasn't a difficult day for her. That would be hard to hear. (I wouldn't necessarily take what she says at face value, though, either.)
I understand why other adoptees would find their birthdays to be challenging. But, we have as much right to be here as anyone else. Birthdays are a celebration of our existence. Maybe the best way to honor our mothers' pain is to live well and enjoy life.