If you’ve been ambushed with articles online, in magazines, newspapers, cards, and the aisles of candy at the grocery store, then you probably know that today is Valentine’s Day. I’ve never really been a Valentine’s Day kind of girl. I’ve never dated anyone and I’ve only ever gotten candy and flowers from my family. The decorations are cute and all, but honestly Valentine’s Day hasn’t meant much to me.
Valentine’s Day is just one of those days. The kind where you are expected to be showered with love and adoration from admirers and family members, not to mention the other gifts that come along with it. It may be cliche for me to say so, but Valentine’s Day has become so commercialized.
What happened to the sweet and innocent days of elementary school where we gave each other little cards in our homemade boxes, covered in glitter, red hearts, and candies? Is it just me, or has Valentine’s Day… changed over the years? Has growing older made it become more pressured?
More pressured to be dating someone? More pressured to dress us in a pretty dress and let someone shower me with extravagant gifts? More pressure to do what society thinks we should do?
Valentine’s Day just doesn’t seem to be a day of love. Call me cynical, but you have to agree with me. I mean, what even is love anymore? The word is totally overused. What does it even mean to love someone in this day in age? Here’s a definition for you: