I thought I had a good birthday but had a horrible idea | Another Disney Birthday

My parents gave me 2 tank Mickey Mouse shirts and loungepants with little Mickeys..and 2 slippers.  Hm, I was wondering if anyone could make me feel better, but I have to see a psychiatrist and therapist that day.  So, then, I got a really cool card I put on my bed.  People are gonna make fun of me, and I don't even feel like going through the shit of re-entering my Internet Movie DataBase message boards on Firefox.  What else did I get?  My aunt gave me $90 with her husband, and..ugh if my grandpas were alive Ellen DeGeneres would go through the shit of wondering if I'm crusty like my mom's dad.  THAT'S BAD.  You're gonna fart with me and say you gave me attention instead..  Why can't we just talk behind her back?  You know what I'm kinda saying?  So, anyway, what else..I think that's all.  The slippers are just more like socks, though.  I was so happy and smiling, but they were acting like I did something wrong, and I didn't.  They never give me what I need that other girls get and won't say why.  I need stuff now, it may not even be as expensive as most people.  I was so ecstatic about it, but they were putting me down and I stormed off, myself.  Yea, I feel myself crying on the inside, I just can't take people always being mean to me when I try to not have them interact.