Valentine's Lament

[McElroy]

In this here thread we (or just I, should nobody else post anything) lament how there is a whole day specifically created for us lonely single people to sulk about. And sometimes not only that but sulk about after getting rejected once again!

You end up asking yourself (I might be projecting a bit): Why did I set myself up for this again? If I have always been disappointed before, what would be different this time?

I only bother because this relationship-thing (that I frankly know very little about) is the most important thing I can think of, and so I must, must pursue it although I seemingly can't find success on my terms.

So that is what I've shared with you tonight. Does the pursuit of love mean anything in these dreary days to you? Does the totally-made-up Valentine's Day make you do anything special about it?

 

[aegix drakan_v1legacy]

I used to be upset about it. Then I got into a relationship and enjoyed it. Then I got dumped and it REAAAAALLY hurt the next few years.

Now? Now I don't really give a damn.

It's a stupid holiday designed to make you feel like if you don't buy expensive stuff for your sweetheart, you're a terrible person, and also makes single people feel lonely.

Personally, if we replaced it with a Second Halloween, I'd be quite happy.

TLDR, my approach:

 

[Frezzato]

Valentine's Day is a reminder to me of all the girls my friends tried to set me up with:

A girl who got kicked out of her parents' house because she got pregnant with a guy she worked with - after just one week of meeting him. Last I heard she became a stripper after they broke up and the guy left her with the child and no support. They had to move every two months as the bf spent all of their rent money on recreational mary jane by the fourth week of each month.

Another girl from Amsterdam who casually declared that America deserved 9/11. That was a quick no from me.

Another girl who HAD a boyfriend when we met. She told me she was just sticking with him until "something better came along". Yeah, no thank you, you hot, steaming pile of garbage.

A girl who had a callus on her right palm. I guessed it was from swinging on a pole and I was right. She wasn't looking for 'Mr. Right', she was looking for 'Mr. Right Now' as her boyfriend was kicking her out of the house.

Aaaand the last one, a former drug dealer from California who bragged about how easy it was to rip off other dealers.

Oh, there was the girl who came out of the closet not long after somebody tried to set me up with her.

.

I'm good being alone for now. I need to get the fcuk out of Florida.

 

[Frezzato]

snip

I'll take discount chocolate (or it's synthesized equivalent) any day. That'll be me in line at CVS with ten boxes.

 

[Zykon TheLich_v1legacy]

Well, I had a girlfriend until last Saturday...now were on a possibly indefinite break while she sorts her head out. It's kind of inconsequential, it would hurt just as much no matter the date. Although perhaps it's just a reminder every so often. No, I don't want any free heart shaped chocolate...
Otherwise I've always been been in drug relationships that meant the date or day of the week meant nothing, just another day to get wasted together.

 

[Gordon_4_v1legacy]

Valentine's Day is a reminder to me of all the girls my friends tried to set me up with:

A girl who got kicked out of her parents' house because she got pregnant with a guy she worked with - after just one week of meeting him. Last I heard she became a stripper after they broke up and the guy left her with the child and no support. They had to move every two months as the bf spent all of their rent money on recreational mary jane by the fourth week of each month.

Another girl from Amsterdam who casually declared that America deserved 9/11. That was a quick no from me.

Another girl who HAD a boyfriend when we met. She told me she was just sticking with him until "something better came along". Yeah, no thank you, you hot, steaming pile of garbage.

A girl who had a callus on her right palm. I guessed it was from swinging on a pole and I was right. She wasn't looking for 'Mr. Right', she was looking for 'Mr. Right Now' as her boyfriend was kicking her out of the house.

Aaaand the last one, a former drug dealer from California who bragged about how easy it was to rip off other dealers.

Oh, there was the girl who came out of the closet not long after somebody tried to set me up with her.

.

I'm good being alone for now. I need to get the fcuk out of Florida.

Your friends need to vet their matchmaking attempts better. Like holy fuck.

 

[aegix drakan_v1legacy]

Valentine's Day is a reminder to me of all the girls my friends tried to set me up with:

0_o

I'm...Gonna have to echo Gordon here:

Your friends need to vet their matchmaking attempts better. Like holy fuck.

Seriously, what the hell.

 

[Frezzato]

Your friends need to vet their matchmaking attempts better. Like holy fuck.

0_o

I'm...Gonna have to echo Gordon here:



Seriously, what the hell.

Really, never visit Florida. Or just don't go any further south of Orlando or Tampa. That's it. This place is doomed.

I'll take anybody normal. And by normal I mean 'not a drug dealer'. I'm leaving soon. Thank Christ.

 

[EvilRoy]

I used to be upset about it. Then I got into a relationship and enjoyed it. Then I got dumped and it REAAAAALLY hurt the next few years.

Now? Now I don't really give a damn.

It's a stupid holiday designed to make you feel like if you don't buy expensive stuff for your sweetheart, you're a terrible person, and also makes single people feel lonely.

Personally, if we replaced it with a Second Halloween, I'd be quite happy.

TLDR, my approach:

It used to be my favorite holiday for that exact thing, but for totally completely unrelated reasons I'm skipping my tradition this year due to a diet. I already deeply miss red marshmallow hearts and cinnahearts. I'd settle for some of those chalky bullshit hearts right now but I can't even have those because despite tasting like antacids they have a disturbing calorie count.

 

[Drathnoxis]

I always forget it's a thing.

I only bother because this relationship-thing (that I frankly know very little about) is the most important thing I can think of, and so I must, must pursue it although I seemingly can't find success on my terms.

What makes it so important? Life is too short to waste trying to make relationships work. Things are soooooooo much simpler if you're single.

 

[aegix drakan_v1legacy]

Really, never visit Florida. Or just don't go any further south of Orlando or Tampa. That's it. This place is doomed.

I feel incredibly lucky that I either missed all the crazy or was too innocent to notice it when my family used to go down there for winter vacation every year of my childhood (or that the condo was north of this mysterious line in the sand).

Because I have nothing but fond happy memories of those trips (minus the time I skinned both my knees jumping off my bike to avoid a bee, which is actually a funny memory now), and every time I see news from florida these last ten years I'm going "Holy shit, what the actual hell is in the water down there to make people there this consistently flipping insane?!"

 

[PsychedelicDiamond]

Sometimes being alone fills me with a sense of overwhelming dread. I usually just ignore it. Of course this means my mental state has gotten a lot worse over the years. But I'm ignoring that too.

 

[Katherine Kerensky]

Eh, I gave my first Valentine this year, and it was accepted. It was pretty gay.
So, worked out for me. Aside from not getting enough sleep.

 

[ObsidianJones_v1legacy]

This isn't really a lament. I honestly can't fathom anyone finding me attractive. This is no longer a bad thing in my mind. It's just a thing. Like my height or my age. Thereby concepts like Valentine's Day has lost their meaning as that avenue is not open for me.

It's like when you were a child and you found out that superheroes aren't a real thing and you won't be able to do magic or fly? Those first few moments were devastating. Like, why do we even live? And now it's like... meh.

 

[Catfood220]

To be fair, myself and my left hand didn't do anything special. When you have been in a relationship for as long as we have, things like Valentines Day aren't that important. So we just stayed in, played video games and had a nice night.

Christ, I need a woman.

 

[Kae]

At times like this I'm kinda glad that it's not something I feel, I've never really craved company or affection in all my life so I don't really feel bad or anything really, if anything I'm a bit annoyed that everyone is always complaining about it because I don't particularly care, however it does make me feel a bit bad, in that I don't believe that feeling of loneliness or having someone is ever going to be a thing that I can relate to which does make me feel a bit alien to the whole human experience, especially considering how important media makes it out to be.

It's not like I've never experienced romance but last time was when I was 14 and I've never been atracted to anyone since, well that's a lie one time I did meet a flight attendant that I really liked but I only met her for like a day and it's probably the only time I've been smitten by looks, but that's liike twice in my life and only one was a real relationship but not really because we were kids and even though I did like her I was super cold and distant because that's just the way I am and I'd often ingore her or turn her down just because I didn't feel like it, and there wasn't even any heartbreak, we just moved to differen cities and that was that, which is weird because we were together until we were 16 yet I felt nothing, I remember it being nice but I'm not particularly nostalgic for it.

In any case like I said Valentine's day has never made me sad or crave a relationship, however it reminds me that there are just some things that I can never understand about people and leads me to question my humanity to a certain extent, it just baffles me that I can't relate to what are supposedly some of the most universal feelings, those of love and lust, but I just don't get it, and it's not like I haven't had sex I just don't crave it, I'm sure some of it is because I used to be afraid of all forms of physical contact but that's not really a problem anymore, it does make me slighty uncomfartable but it's not really a big deal.

I guess I lied it does affect me, it reminds I just can't relate to people and it frustrates me that there are things I can't understand, especially since I still act like such a know-it-all and when pressured I pretend I can relate because I feel answering honestly will just baffle everyone I know especially since people seem to be so fixated on sex, that I can't even answer honestly that I can't tell what makes a hot girl or a hot guy most of the time, anyway point is I don't get it and it kind off makes me feel dumb an confused more than actually sad.

 

[Neurotic Void Melody]

Here's the thing. Love is a brain parasite. This holiday is a corporate attempt at squeezing that parasite for all its worth, a sort of parasite of parasites, if you will. It's cold, calculated cynicism wrapped in love hearts and puppies, with the occasional date rape thrown in like a razorblade nestled in a Halloween apple, except less sensationalised.
Now, brain parasites are alright I spose, as long as it's a two way thing of equal consent. But if it's real, every day should be a brain parasite celebration day, not a corporate annual obligation. Some couples I know have their anniversary as the brain parasite day, which is fair enough if every day is too much celebration for the ungrateful lazy bastards.

When I tell someone they're my favourite brain parasite, they, weelll...they run away. But I like to think they at least knew i was honest. And myself. And that's all you have to be to achieve you dreams! Failing that, MDMA is an acceptable substitute and the comedown is way more bearable.

 

[SckizoBoy]

Eh, I'm not in a part of the world where Valentine's Day is really a 'thing'...

That said, the first Valentine's I gave my missus was a plush carrot, happily accepted... make of that what you will.

 

[Something Amyss]

Don't mind being single on V-Day.

Feeling particularly burned by the circumstances that left me single this year, but that's not so much the fault of V-Day.

 

[jademunky]

Divorced for a year-and-a-half now. Never been happier.

Well, not since I was like 4 anyway. That was the best.