Cupid can suck it

I’ve never been a huge fan of Valentine’s Day. Though I do love most holidays, mainly for the excuse to overindulge in food and drink in a hedonistic fashion, this one really stuck in my craw. Shouldn’t we appreciate our loved ones year round? It’s simple really. If you love someone, treat them well.  

Raised by an amazing and independent working lady--my strong single mom--I had always planned to make it on my own. And if I found love on the side, well so be it. Marriage? That was a sucker’s game. I didn’t need it.

But then I found someone I loved very deeply, and more importantly who didn’t bore me, even after 4 years together, cohabitating for the majority of that time. I was happy, and didn’t mind the idea of marriage anymore. Valentine’s Day became more exciting than depressing and I thought of fun, non-cliche ways to celebrate it: Bacontine’s Day for example. Maybe it was more romantic than I thought.

Imagine my surprise when he had other plans. Things had been kind of rocky since New Years when I discovered he had been getting back in touch with an ex-girlfriend and hiding it from me. We’d been bickering a lot too, though at the time I thought it was in an old married couple sort of way. So I wasn’t incredibly surprised when he broke up with me on Valentine’s Day, saying he just couldn’t see spending the rest of his life with me. Not surprised, just a little pissed at the timing. And heartbroken. Just when I thought I could get behind the whole V-day hoopla. Get bent, Cupid.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tn0PMCwIUxI