I Fucking Hate Valentines Day

FUCK VALENTINES DAY!!!!

It sucks to be single, it sucks to be together. It sucks all around. I hate all holidays, but right now, this one is the most relevant.

As if it isn't bad enough to start the year with 4 birthdays (seriously, can people fuck any time other than summertime?!?), then tack on all the other shit holidays that either are a question if I have the day off, or a question of "do we even celebrate this shit?". Valentines day though, has ALWAYS sucked.

First off, you spend your single years lonely, and single, horny, and depressed. The way the universe seems to work is to remind you that you are single. You go outside for a walk to clear your head on V.D. Day, and EVERYONE around you is hugging ,kissing, sharing their V-day lattes, and generally ,looking like happy couples. You go home, you hear your neighbors fucking hardcore in the unit above you. You go play a concert, everyone's there with their sweetums and you're just the odd-man out. You're the third wheel if you need to spend time with anyone else. If you're the type who gets lonely easily, you're lonely. If you haven't had sex in awhile, that just makes it worse. If you're okay with being alone, like I am, you feel like you are doing something wrong by not being in a relationship with somebody on Valentine's day, and if you do get used to it - like I did - you end up with everyone else trying to push uninterested people at you.

So then you get a relationship...

Doesn't matter if it's 1 year or 11, Valentines day as a couple is just as fucking bad as valentines day as a single person, maybe even worse.

Now you're EXPECTED to do shit. You're expected to find the best, coolest, most thoughful card you can find. You're expected to find the perfect bouquet that has no wilting leaves or dead flowers in it! You're expected as a man to have a posh dinner spot picked out, and be wiling to splurge so much fucking money on a woman, just to keep her affections. It's fucking bullshit, and it's COMMERCIAL bullshit. I want to kick St. Valentine in the fucking nuts!

You make a card, then you have to worry about outdoing yourself the next year.

You want to buy a card, you have to go to 4 stores, and eventually edit the damn hokey, corny shit they have on the rack to make it up to the standards you want it to be at. And you still feel uneasy about it.

You buy her candy, she bitches about being on a diet. You don't buy her candy, then it's "WTF is the matter with you, it's fucking Valentine's day".

You buy her flowers, something is rotted, wilting, or looking like shit. You find her flowers, they don't last long enough. You get a pro-florist to do the same fucking job you would have done yourself, and the results are the same. Seriously, fuck flowers. Give her fake flowers, and then she's pissed because they aren't real.

You want to stay home and save money, she wants to go out. You want to go out, she want's to stay home. Either way, it's going to end with her wanting to do the OPPOSITE of what you already did anyway.

You go out, you end up spending a king's ransom on stupid "experiences" that might be memories, but most likely, knowing alcohol culture in the USA, you're just going to drink your ass off, and then forget everything that happened anyway, and thank god because behind all the "fun" is some traumatic shit that leads you both to a point of "I think we should leave now" if you have any brains in your head.

So no matter what you do, it's not good enough for her, even if you toiled on something....

How about gifts? Oh yeah, so she complains the things you picked she doesn't want. So you go "okay, what do you want", so then you buy her EVERYTHING she wants if you can afford to do it, and then she complains about the clutter and sends half of it to the thrift shop in the end nayway. Ahhh, consumerism, such bullshit. So then you let her pick everything, and she say's you're fine and DO NOT get anything. So you don't, then she complains everything she got she picked out. So then you buy her stuff anyway, only to be dissappointed because it's not what she wanted. You draw a blank, try to find something for both of you, and fuck, she's like "oh, this is just for you". FUCK.

Can we just abolish valentines day. If you are with someone, you should love them EVERY fucking day of the year, not the one year Hallmark and Reeses want to make billions more in fucking profits! And let's assume you have the money to be spending on all this shit, she complains about her weight, even if you like it, because of the candy, and then your house is cluttered with stupid shit that's either getting thrown to the thrifts in a few years, or collecting dust and making it look like a Hoarder house.

FUCK VALENTINES DAY WITH A ROCKET LAUNCHER!!!

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anonymous Relationships February 15, 2026 at 3:52 am 0 0