Hating my life

I hate my life so much right now. Today is my birthday and not a single person in my house even acknowledged it. Not even a simple happy birthday, no hugs, nothing. Not until I had major melt down and started crying did anyone even care. I should be used to nobody actually caring about me. I'm just around to take care of everyone else. I have 4 kids and my boyfriend. I bend over backwards to make sure everyone has a perfect birthday and not a single one of them could even give me a hug or say happy birthday to me. People I have never met on social media or people I haven't even talked to in years have said happy birthday to me but my own family can't. I'm so fricken hurt right now. Every day sucks but knowing I can't even be special for 1 day makes things hurt so much more.