There have been several things I’ve never understood life….why is it never as warm in my apartment as it is in my bed? Why can’t I wear stripes with polka dots? Why can’t I put ketchup on everything? But what I really don’t understand is why anyone feels the need to justify what they do on Valentine’s Day.
We’ve all seen the articles…what to do with your significant other….what to do if you’re single…etc. I don’t fully understand the pressure or gravity of it, but I never have. As a child, I never really cared about my first kiss, my first crush, my first relationship. I was surrounded by boys at home and just didn’t see the appeal. There’s so much emphasis put on these things, and I still don’t understand it.
Personally, I prefer doing close to nothing for Valentine’s Day regardless of if I’m in a relationship or not. Last year Mr. Who and I went to see Drunk Shakespeare, which was a blast , but we had to do it a week before the day since I was traveling solo to Hawaii on Valentine’s Day itself. There’s something relaxing and meditative about an evening to yourself on Valentine’s Day.
Since Valentine’s is on a Tuesday this year, I’ll be spending it alone, and I’m fine with that. I’m not a big fan of going out during the beginning of the week. I’m still recovering from having an alarm clock wake me up each day. I’ll be in the swing of things by Thursday, but at that point, I’ll only have one more alarm till I can sleep in. I won’t be making any “what to do on Valentine’s Day when you’re alone” plans. I’ll be doing whatever I feel like to make it a relaxing evening for myself. May be that makes me selfish, but perhaps sometimes you need to be.
The pressure we put on ourselves to create the perfect night is just ridiculous. Why do you need to justify what you do this one night a year? One of my friends felt she was lame since she simply had nothing to do. I felt bad for her, and not because she’s single. She felt that she wasn’t good enough by being single or enjoying a night to herself. That is heartbreaking.
What’s the point of a holiday that only pressures us into the point of disliking ourselves? I understand that this holiday can be fun. I’ve had fun with it in the past as well, but the pressure that goes along with the holiday really has caused me to think. May be it was the conversation with my friend. It’s not something I ever really put stock into, but there are people out there who let the holiday affect them. May be we all need to just take a break from pressures of what we think we should be doing. I wish I could make it easier for her, and for everyone who feel that they aren’t enough on this day. A facebook friend of mine made it a point to thank those who were in relationships that didn’t post any pictures or ridiculously mushy statuses. I couldn’t help but wonder, what exactly are we doing to ourselves by putting that on ourselves? Why does one night a year make such an impact on us?
Are you a supporter of the holiday? Or are you someone who doesn’t care for it? Have you ever let the pressure catch up to you?