Being a week from my birthday, Valentine’s day is a little heavy for me. When I was 16 (almost 17), and very awkward around girls, I actually had a date for a Valentine’s day party, but she chose to break-up with me- at the party. (Several years later, she went out of her way to apologize, which is nice I guess.)
Nothing that bad has happened since then, but the holiday remains less then thrilling for me. It’s not that I don’t like the concept of a day celebrating love, but as someone who has been single far more often than not, all those hearts and teddy bears and red and pink fluffy things just kind of rankle. It sort of feels like the world is rubbing my nose in it.
I’d really prefer to get over it. Chocolate is good and I like those little conversation hearts (am I the only one who actually thinks they taste good?) Right now I’m dating someone who also hates Valentine’s day, so if we’re still together in a few weeks, maybe we could both hate it together? I don’t hold out any hope of (sweeping her)/(being swept off my) feet, but just once being able to say “yeah, it was pretty good, actually” on Feb 15th would be good enough for me.
