I hope that everyone had consensual sex on Valentine’s Day but, if you found yourself sans a valentine, it’s not like this was your last chance. I assure you, despite that deep dark feeling, you will probably have another opportunity. This desperation that accompanies the holiday is really sick. I bet the number of people who contemplate suicide is astronomical. But, before you jump out of a second story window, take into consideration how many other people are in the same boat. People are lonely everywhere, especially married people. If you just want some human contact, you don’t have to shack up with someone to get it. There are millions of people out there that would love for you to come up and hug the crap out of them, although probably not literally. There are bound to be exceptions though.
I know a lot of people are in a hurry to couple up. Maybe you feel like you’re running out of eggs, or have nothing left to contribute to society so you’re in a big rush to have children as soon as possible. Well, other than that being the worst reason to have children ever, I can marginally understand. However, finding someone on Valentine’s Day isn’t the best plan for you or that child you are so desperate to make. Because, after that initial date, it’s going to be a couple of months before you can secretly go off birth control and conceive. That will put the birth date of your fresh brood right back around the winter holidays and, frankly, that is the worst thing you can do to your child. Seriously, if you’re going into labor on Christmas or Valentine’s Day, hold that baby in until a few days later. You’ll be doing that kid a huge favor.
Besides, if you go another year without having a child, that’s another year people aren’t going to have to deal with you posting photos of yourself pregnant and then a succession of photos of that thing after you have it but before it does anything even remotely interesting. Out of all of the people I know, less than twenty of them had a child that I bothered to keep up with and even fewer had one that I actually found entertaining. Furthermore, sexual real estate plummets after you’ve had a child and there is no guarantee that you’re going to find someone who is going to go out with you just because they like your personality after you get divorced. If you think this is limited to just the women, you are severely mistaken. After a string of late night feedings and weeks of dirty diapers, take a long look into the face of a new father– I don’t think you’ll like what you find (haggard mental anguish). Male, female, straight or gay, nobody escapes the physical ravages of parenthood.
I’m not here to cheer you up or tell you not to worry because you’ll eventually find someone perfect to start a family with. I’m just suggesting to wait until the last possible moment, or until you’re absolutely ready for one. It’s not like it would be the worst thing conceivable to never have children or find a long term mate though. Also, if you happen to be Japanese, you’re just about guaranteed to stay single anyway because that whole country has made loneliness its national bird. Even if you do find someone, most people pass on relatively soon after their spouse dies. So, even ideal love has its issues, don’t spend the whole day worrying too much about it. We’ve all got a lot more to offer the world. Just live your life and it will sort of take care of the rest, even without you stressing over things.
How many articles by unlikable single people did you read about on Valentine’s Day? I read six and I was actively trying to avoid them. At least you’re not one of those people, actively complaining about the commercial nature of the holiday, not because they have a problem with the rampant commercialism that plagues our society, but because they feel jilted and lonely on a day that exists to remind them of that. Maybe you’re not in the perfect relationship but there are worse things in the world. Adults that enjoy Pokemon are a perfect example of this.
There are still dozens of people in the United States still living inside of an iron lung, so we really cannot get away with feeling too sorry for ourselves. Seriously, just consider all of the poor unfortunate ugly souls that have it so many times worse than you do. If you can do that objectively and still pity yourself, then this next illustration is for you.
For what it is worth, I do hope everyone has a lark and finds love– just don’t do it on anyone else’s terms but your own and hold on to a modicum of self respect. I firmly believe that we can all muster that and are absolutely worth it. Step outside and take a lung full of air. You’re sharing that with billions of other people. Don’t get fixated on just one of them, even if it’s yourself. Now go and have yourself an adventure .