Hi MrMacPhisto and Soph,
when I was a child I used to love my birthday, when I would get so many gifts and would be the center of atentions.
By the adolescence I kept this same feeling, but probably due to a kind of inertia; by that time partys could be in a way threatening, even though it was good.
There was a time I felt something was wrong in my life as my birthday party was nor crowded and nor "mine" as it should be, what made me feel confused, i used to be a very inconscient aspie that didn't notice had social difficulties.
Then there was an even more strange time, in which my birthday were spent with only very few people, and even alone, it can be sad.
By now I believe I mustn't look for the same NTs goals; I wouldn't like to be in a crowded party, wouldn't like to produce a huge party... thus I won't like a crowded day at my birthday.
I think now a birthday is amoment to avaliate my life, and to define new purposes and delineate strategies to achieve it. I can look around and see so many colours, and breath a good air that makes me feel happy. I know happyness is not really out of me, and to get it is only a task of mine, as nobody can do it for me.
There are so many miraculous things around us, although its normallity prevents us to focus on such marvellous things. The existence of collours can be enough to make us happy.
Congratulations again.