Hate birthdays, suspect it's because it was a time when the whole family felt like they had to spend some time together (never ever a good thing), inevitably it ended up in in a screaming match between my father and whichever of my siblings had failed to live up to his expectations that day.
and then a screaming match between me and him because I was being unreasonable and ruining everyone's day by hiding in my bedroom crying - it would take him a good hour to notice i had slipped away though.

Actually not sure if i like them or not now as the last few years the birthday fairy (if that is actually a thing anywhere) has brought me the flu so have had little choice but to ignore it spend the day in bed.

As an aside, none of my family are able to "do" Christmas either