We were wandering through the mall just last week, and I took notice of all the sad attempts to attract more business from a day that, in my opinion, is over-hyped: Valentine’s Day. The problem with Valentine’s Day is that it’s created a notion that materialism is associated with love. Don’t get me wrong. I’m not a single woman bent on hating on everyone else who is dating. I love my man in all the right ways, and I don’t mind having a day set aside to dine out or do something romantic, but it being an “obligation” is what drains all the backing from me. I love acknowledging romance and I think that it’s important to let people in our lives know how much they mean to us. Not just our lovers or partners, but also our family, our friends, that cute barista who smiles at you when you get coffee — but this holiday should never have been ratified for it. It should be part of the regular practice of our lives. Do we really need this holiday to substantiate our love for one another? Does this day really had to be forcefully shoved in so we can realize that we have to love each other?
People in relationships often feel pressured to make it the perfect day it is painted to be, while most singles are sulking over it like it’s the apocalypse. If you (specially women) expect to be treated nicely only on that day, and just forget how your partner has been a big jerk all year, you’re an idiot. If you aren’t being treated nicely everyday, then that relationship’s crap. And hopefully, yours is not so fragile as to fall apart over one Valentine’s Day. Ladies, don’t fret if your man fails to get you anything. And men, please don’t feel pressured to live up to expectations and frantically make the day flawless. Don’t be afraid of not fulfilling your “duties”. You still have every single day thereafter.
Here’s the thing: If you really love someone, a token gift once a year won’t prove it. It’s like saying “I love you, and to prove it, once a year I’ll be romantic.” I mean, everybody loves getting gifts. But it’s getting a gift that really, really means something that touches the heart. That heart-shaped chocolate or that big furry pillow is more often than not, nothing but a hypocritical public display of affection. If you love somebody, show it all year long. If you can’t show your loved one affection on a regular basis, please, just stay alone.
I want people to let me know I’m loved with their own volition, not because some stupid holiday obliges them to. That being said, I’m not interested in receiving chocolates, cards or a ridiculously sized bear. Although flowers can be nice. 😋