The Unbirthday Project

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This year, for my 36th birthday, I’m asking you to donate €36 to One In Four.

Here’s why…

When I was growing up my Mum and Dad gave me an amazing childhood. It was filled with love and support. They were interested in everything I was interested in. I remember my Dad singing a lot and I remember my Mum laughing a lot.

And my birthdays – every 22nd of December – were amazing.

We always went out for dinner to my favourite restaurant and I felt really, really special. My birthday was probably my favourite day of the year.

And then my Dad died when I was 29.

That’s destroyed my brain in many ways. Emotionally and mentally, years later, I still really struggle with it.

And my birthdays aren’t the same. Now I feel a massive sadness every year on the 22nd of December. I just want the day to be over. Yes, it’s lovely having a son to celebrate it with, but really I’d rather put the energy in to his birthday.

So I’ve decided not to celebrate it any more.

Or more specifically – instead I’m going to spend the day working on The Unbirthday Project.

I’m devoting the day to writing to everyone I know – individually – to say thank you. Thank you for being part of my life. Thank you for the impact you’ve had on me in the past and present. And for each person, thank you for something specific.

I hope it makes everyone feel good. I hope it makes me feel better.

And I hope it raises money for One In Four – an amazing charity that works with so many people whose childhoods were robbed through sexual abuse.

Please click here to make a donation of €36, or whatever you can afford.

Thank you.


0 thoughts on “The Unbirthday Project

  1. Caroline Reply

    In my minds eye you were going to be 37! Forgot you were a toyboy 😉 Happy Unbirthday, may you have many more. The world is a better place for having Harrison in it X

  2. James Reply

    I have no grounds to be able to offer personal advice, but I’ll always remember something my 7th grade science teacher did in her class every year. She had lost a child before their time, but instead of mourning the loss every year, she celebrated the time she was given with them. She had a big party in the classroom and shared pictures of the family. She took the hurt, and made something positive out of it.

    That’s always stuck with me and I hope it helps in someway.

    Happy Unbirthday!

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