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Valentines, Schmalentines...



If anyone reading this is currently buzzing with the excitement and romance of Valentines Day spirit, then I would advise you stop reading now. Because this next post is my attempt to point out exactly why Valentines is a load of hype over what is actually, a very average day. If you're reading this and either single, in a crummy relationship, or have little hope for plans tomorrow, then you're not alone. Welcome to the dark side.

So it's Valentines Day!!! But wait, because I'm sorry to be a scrooge but I'm not sure I understand this hype. Valentines Day is one day a year that couples are forced to show their partner that they still care about them, while masses of singletons sit around sobbing in self pity and surrounded by constant reminders of the fact they are incapable of sustaining a stable relationship.

I have a major gripe with the over-importance and pressure placed on partners to make that 'extra effort' for their loved ones. It becomes almost a form of competition between couples, a chance to brag about the lengths your partner will go to show their romance and dedication. EXCEPT! A true measure of romance and dedication isn't the level someone will go, on a day that they are pressured and persuaded to do so. Maybe it's just me, but SURELY a spontaneous act, even a fraction the effort as one on Valentines, would have even more meaning! Simply because nobody was required, suggested or jostled into making that act of love, it's purely fuelled by their own emotions. Unless of course, it's a crummy attempt or a method of apology.

Valentines Day is a day dreaded by the 51% single women out there. Unless one 'takes the bull by the horns' and accepts their lack of partner but enjoys the celebrations anyway, the day is rather trivial. Many are left to face the fact that their night will consist of wallowing in loneliness and self-pity, sniffling along to some soppy love story with the company of wine, and faithful Ben & Jerry.

Finally, and let's all be honest here, the whole meaning of Valentines Day has changed so vastly, it no longer seems to be about love and compassion. The 'big push' of Valentines comes from the companies and manufactures that make MILLIONS during it. Cards, flowers, gifts, chocolate, trips out, it's all money in pocket for brands that sell it. You walk into a shop and can't help but notice the massive, glorious displays of romance and passion - no matter what your status is. Valentines Day is a marketing scheme, a ploy to make more money from unsuspecting romantics.

However, I must admit that despite all this, receiving side of the spirit of Valentines, is a very rewarding feeling indeed. Although it may seem cheesy, a little Valentines message this morning actually made my heart flutter (And if the sender is reading this, thank-you very much!) In fact, I nearly considered not writing this complaint about the concept of today. The feeling of being wanted and cared for, nearly surpassed my need to point out that everyone is being played. But I think that anyone who wants to, can still revel excitement and romance on the 'Day of Love' without being affected by the harsh reality of the situation. It's kind of like Christmas, always better when you believed in Santa.

Anyway, HAPPY VALENTINES DAY!


Thanks for reading, over and out.




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