Hey peeps, I know this week can be a tough one for many people. Valentines Day is kind of overwhelming thrust upon one. Its an overblown holiday that all too often at least in my world ends poorly or rarely holds up to expectations. Pretty much I’m over it and don’t pay much attention to it. But what it does make me think of is all those years I wanted to have a good Valentine’s Day or even have one and the disappointment that usually ensued.
My first best Valentine’s Day was not all that great by most standards but by mine it was stellar. I worked in a restaurant so of course I worked and my boyfriend at the time had to work the next morning at 5. We met at my apartment and exchanged gifts. That’s it.
Its hard to drop expectations or what you want to happen when others are getting flowers at work and you get nothing at all. Its disheartening but at some point I decided frack it and started buying myself Valentine’s gifts or doing something that I wanted to do. Didn’t matter I was not in a relationship or in one. It became a day that was no longer ruled by disappointment.