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Now today's first story comes from, yep, it was me, mate, who says, am I the asshole

for deliberately pretending to forget my dad's birthday and leaving him to spend it alone?

My 44 female dad 73 male has never remembered my birthday.

It was slightly covered up when I was a child because my

mum always remembered. But a couple of times when she wasn't around, it fell to him and he totally

failed. So, for example, I got nothing on my 18th birthday because my mom was away for three months.

My sister, 46 female, had a party with friends,

a new dress and lovely gifts when she turned 18. Every year it's the same. My two siblings,

I have a much younger brother, 33 male, aren't great at this kind of thing. But I always remind

them it's dad's birthday so they can send him a card and call.

Since my mom died a decade ago, I usually take him out to dinner and give him a gift so he's not alone.

A couple of times I've thrown him a surprise party, and for a 70th I throw a big event where his extended family flew in. I always point out to him

when he has forgotten mine. I've told him I find it very hurtful. He just shakes it off and says

it isn't important, even though I just told him it was important to me. And he forgets it again,

every year. This year at Christmas he was talking about something relevant.

So I took the opportunity to tell him that he needs to make the effort.

Then I asked him when I was born.

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