posted on Feb, 13 2005 @ 08:07 PM
For my whole life there has been one holiday I dispise the most because it always reminded me of what I didn’t have, and others did. It almost gets
to the point that others BRAG about what they did for the holiday. is their any consolation for those that cannot celebrate it because they do not
have a significant others? nnnooooOOOOooo
In elementary school we all made valentine boxes, and filled out valentine cards. it was almost ritualistic in how the school made us do this. Most
never cared what they got, or who they got it from. But one think I noticed was that I always got few valentines then the number of kids in my
classroom. Already I was being ostracized and I didn’t even know it. #@$% valentines day
Then in Highschool it was buying flowers from the cheerleaders. And every valentine they would come to each classroom and give flowers to everyone
who had someone that bought the flower for them. Each year I was hoping someone would be nice, and take pity on me. Even one year I thought I was
going to get one because I had been seeing a girl. NOPE. I bought her one and she never gave me anything. in fact that was the first time I
realized she didn’t like me anymore @#$% valentines day!
Since then not ONCE have I been able to celebrate Valentines with a significant others. All these ads tell me to buy her jewelry, chocolates, take
her out, spend money on her or your going to be left out in the cold. Guilt guilt guilt guilt I would gladly do that if I had someone.. but they
never tell you how to find that SO. and if you don’t want one? well they DON’T CARE CAUSE IM NOT GOING TO SPEND MONEY!!!!! $%*# Valentines day!
There has to be an alternative to Valentines day for those that don’t have a valentines., or if anything a pity box I can draw a person name from
and we can exchange
And don’t ANYONE go on to me about how bad you got it, or it isn’t anything special. I would be better off. I KNOW I need someone else in my life
to be happy, because the only times I have been happy was when I was with someone special. When I had that special someone I was no longer someone
looking in from the outside. But I felt like I was like everyone else. I loved and felt love back. The world could come to an end and it would be
enough that I had that person to hold and tell them I loved them knowing they would do the same.
instead I am left with a gaping hole in my chest. and the needles of valentine day poking at it and showing to me what I am missing.
I’m 30 years old, and I sound like a love sick teenager. #@*% YOU VALENTINE DAY!!!!
I don’t want pity, but I do want someone special (not a guy) to be my valentine for just a day