If you've spent anytime here reading my posts, you know I'm usually very upbeat. Today I really need to vent. No advice needed. Just want to commiserate with anyone who might be as miserable as I am at the moment. If you're not up for seeing someone throw an epic pity party for one, look away now.
I absolutely despise Valentine's Day. It's not that I'm an unromantic soul or that I'm one of those people who hates holidays. Its just been a painful reminder that I'm not loved, and really never have been.
No one was interested in me when I was in school. While everyone else was dating, going to prom and such, I was alone. When I finally had a boyfriend in 10th grade, you can imagine I looked forward to the 1st Valentine's day together. I went all out to make it romantic and what did he do? He dumped me.
Sadly, due to my non-existant self esteem, this would be the first of many miserable Vdays I spent with my ex. Every year he'd act shocked that I was so crushed over his refusal to participate in a holiday created to sell greeting cards, in his words. Every year he'd say if it was really that important to me, he do something next year. I just had to let him know what I wanted. Every year I was the only woman whose husband didn't send flowers to her at work. Every year I'd get the looks of pity from the girls as at work and a " surely he'll take you out to dinner or do something, right? " Every year I'd hope they'd be right and he'd come through in the end, but it never happened.
Now that I'm divorced, the day is a reminder that another year has gone by and I'm still alone. At 42 years old and after 3 years single and 3 dates in that time, I've given up any hope that my luck will improve.
Tomorrow I'll get my big girl panties back on, back away from the chocolates, and go for a run. Today I'm going to fall apart.

) but fate happened to give me a 2nd chance. 42 isn't too old, my Mom remarried at 50 and had a wonderful 13 years with my step-dad until she passed.
You're right, it isn't so much about the day itself as it is the treatment on other 364 days a year.
You guys are the best.
I'm sorry it's been such a sad day for you, Streudel. If there was any chocolate in the house today, believe me, I'd be eating it right beside you.