Perhaps the reason why February 14th comes with the back-ended 'sad singles' stereotype is because, for us singles, Valentines Day is a marker of just how long we've actually been single. Last year I was single, and this year I am single, and I was hoping that at some point within the past 365 days I would have had my meet cute.* A year is a long time. You'd think I would have met at least one person to fall into mutual adoration with. But I didn't. So I'm spending another February 14th buying flowers for myself.
I'm not too mad about it. After all, it's my fault I'm so picky. However, I'd be lying if I said that some small part of me didn't want to spend this day being showered with cheesy Hallmark cards (okay, preferably handwritten love notes) and bouquets (yes, plural) of flowers wrapped in brown paper.
I don't know if people actually get depressed on Valentines day, or if they're all just joking and love the opportunity to revel in socially acceptable self depreciation. Regardless, here is my truth: (I'm hoping that some of you can steal it for yourselves, too.)
I am single and I am a boss ass female. I am both words on the same breath.
Every ounce of growth that has taken place in the past year is attributed to my own efforts. No one else has shouldered the weight of my world except me. I am strong.
I am coming into my own, on my own. I don't have to worry about the influence of a significant other swaying my decisions. It is the most unpolluted type of growth I can imagine. I am grateful.
Life is about so much more than finding love and romance. Don't get me wrong, I am so excited to meet the person who will kiss my forehead, let me pee with the door open, and listen to me talk about the senseless details of my day across the pillowcase. Buuuuut I thiiiink I can handle a few more years of budgeting for my own flowers and chocolate. I have better taste than men anyway. ;-)
*meet cute: a fictional scene, typically in film or television, in which a future romantic couple meets for the first time in a way that is considered adorable, entertaining, or amusing. The term has existed since at least the early 1940s.