On this Valentine’s Day, I hope anyone who has found their soul mate and is madly in love together has a wonderful day celebrating each other and your mutual good fortune.
I hope those who are in love but are afraid to show it find some courage to do something about it, even if it’s just to send an anonymous card to the person of your dreams. Who knows, some magic just might bloom. Stranger things have happened.
I hope anyone who is single and loving it has a fantastic day pretty much just like any other day of the week or year; live it up and be awesome!
I hope anyone who is single and wishes they weren’t knows it’s alright to buy yourself flowers and chocolate, and treat yourself to another viewing of Pride and Prejudice.
For those who can’t be in love right now because it hurts too much, I can only offer the empathy of one of my favorite quotes from Neil Gaiman: “Have you even been in love? Horrible, isn’t it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens your heart and it means someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses. You build up this whole armor, for years, so nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life…You give them a piece of you. They don’t ask for it. They do something dumb one day like kiss you, or smile at you, and then your life isn’t your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so a simple phrase like ‘maybe we should just be friends’ turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It’s a soul-hurt, a body-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.”
I hope anyone who is in love with love revels in the red heart balloons, and the sappy memes, and all the sweet, gooey glory that is Valentine’s Day.
To those who despise everything about February 14th, whether it’s because you disagree with the corporate commercialization of love and romance, or because you can’t stand all the mushy sentimentality, or any other reason, I don’t know why you’re reading this – go order pizza and binge watch your favorite guilty pleasure TV show, or go rock-climbing, or something.
And finally to anyone who doesn’t like any of the above completely arbitrary and subjective classifications and friendly well-wishes that go with them – Happy Valentine’s Day anyway!
❤ DragonBeck XOXO