I Hate Valentine's Day - What a Crap Day - Give it a miss

Wilted roses Happy Valentine's Day

I'll be honest. I hate Valentine’s Day with a passion. I always have. I guess it started when I understood what the whole day was about, money and spending it. The money comes later as in school it was about getting a card or having one appear through your letterbox and the only problem would be it would turn up unsigned so why bother.

Once in school I found myself inundated with cards from the countless girls who lusted after me. In my dreams. If the truth were told throughout school up to the age of 16 years old, I received only three cards. I’m not bitter and I didn’t cry myself to sleep every 14 February I would just love to know who sent the cards, that’s my ego at work. Were they a joke or did I have a secret admirer and if so why didn’t you just tell me.

Has I seldomly received a card I was never one for dishing one out to the fair sex and my attitude to the whole Valentine thing pretty much stunk. Not receiving many cards didn’t destroy my self-esteem just made me wary of giving my undying love for a kiss.

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Growing up into our teens, we don't know enough about the world, or ourselves for that matter, to fully understand that it is okay not to be in a relationship. Unfortunately, society has other ideas and too many young people are gullible enough to believe love is forever. How many of those young lovers who wrote ‘I love u’ all over their school books lasted beyond the school gate and into adulthood.

I was pretty good at dodging Valentine’s Day growing up until I met the wife. Married life changes things we have to step up to the plate and embrace the whole lovey dovey Valentine crap until you can’t take it anymore. I was soon telling my wife how much I hated Valentine’s Day and she agreed, or did she I could never tell but every year my hand goes in my pocket to buy her some present to show how much I love her. However, I regularly tell her I love her and don’t need one special day to declare it.

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No card, no present for me. I am adamant I don’t want anything I would rather have any money spent on a takeaway, that’s my kind of love. I certainly don't want- nor expect- anyone to dig deep in their pockets to remember they love me for one day, yet forget about letting me know that for the rest of the year! It costs just under £6 to make me happy on Valentine’s Day the cost of my normal Chinese takeaway.

Yes saying all this about Valentine’s Day I will still be forking out on a present or two just to play the game and will be doing it with a smile on the outside anyway.

If you do partake of the whole Valentine thing enjoy yourself– and enjoy being ripped off, as prices shoot up for the day and you can’t get into your favourite restaurant because you didn’t book. Even if you have a takeaway expect up to 30 minutes on the delivery time for those like myself staying in out of the one day madness.