So here I am on yet another Valentine’s Day without a significant other. Actually, it’s worse than that… without even a potential love interest/friend with benefits or even booty call in sight.
Inevitably each time V Day rolls around I ruefully view the sight of happy couples with a level of barf worthy sentiment which let’s be honest, might actually be more laced in misplaced envy. Not envy in terms of actually wanting love in my life but envy over having nothing to do on this day and no one fawning over me… even if that very act is hollow within itself.
As I attempt to conduct my daily business (usually purchasing large volumes of my favourite companion, chocolate #justcoz..) I am interrupted with love hearts, and Hallmark cards encroaching every aspect of my vision and being.. usually subtly bemoaning and shaming me for not having ‘someone special’ to buy one of these outlandish cards for.
My usual knee jerk response is ‘oh for F*%$ sake’. I mean surely the ‘Roses are red, violets are blue, be my Valentine coz I love you’ bit represents a nauseating level of disingenuousness overkill. And one in which I am much better than… (or am I?!!)
On most occasions I tend to utter and reutter the internal chat tagline of ‘well who cares anyway’.. and ‘even if I was with someone, I swear I would never celebrate this ridiculous day anyway’.
In spite of all of this I simply cannot explain why I tend to question myself on this day. Should I be coupled up? Should I buy a card and chocolates and roses for myself and then anonymously send them to my office and pretend to fawn over the act just to show that I partake in this conformed madness?
Is it a reflection of my own character that I do not have a Valentine on this day? Am I less of a valuable human being because of this??
Umm FYI, if you haven’t gathered already, there is an obnoxious and underlying facetiousness to this entire piece. The answer is obvz no. Excuse me hallmark and Cupid, I hate to tell you but the person I choose to love and show affection to today is me. I can and will buy more own damn chocolates and send love letters to myself thank you very much.
Oh and also I embrace true love in my life every damn day through nurturing the relationships of those who love me unconditionally; as opposed to those who would send me insincere love notes on one day of the year.
So Happy bloody Valentines Day,
With love from a (not so sad, loveless and lonely) single (and fabulous) girl. J
Sx
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