Let me see. The day of hearts, the day of love and the day of Cupid. I will try not to be too bitter about this. But . . . how the hell can you stop me anyways. I promised myself to stop being so pessimistic about such holidays and look at it in a brighter way. Then again the urge to be negative is eating me alive. All you can hear is love songs and cheesy dedications on the radio. Then turn on the TV and there it is movies that will melt your heart and wish that you would find true love. Well let me see. Maybe there is something good that will turn out with this one. Despite the fact that I am not at home and all alone writing this blog surely sounds pathetic to anybody. See, it is not just the fact that it is Valentines but it is the fact that I am alone that bothers me. I have spent most of the day looking for ways to forget this holiday but everywhere you look reminds you every bit of detail that you are missing. Vendors on the street selling roses and flower shops that is filled with heart balloons in their entrance way. Even in church(per my friend) the priest ask couples to stand and pray over their relationship. I do not blame people who are alcoholics, drug addicts, and depressed for being who they are cause it sure is hard to move on and face reality if reality keeps reminding you of something that you do not have.
Yeah yeah you have your friends and family but the media surely brainwashed us enough to think that valentines are for lovers. Lovers meaning man and woman having deep connections to eachother. It may symbolize plain sex or just sticking to the relationship just to avoid being in my state. I thought long and hard if I should write this blog cause for sure people would say that I need to see a specialist. But even if I am a psycho that would not change my point of view.