By This is my first Valentine’s Day without a valentine in about 10 years. This may seemed fucked up to the naked eye, but because I’m trying to live my “new-and-improved” life as an Optimistic Sally, I’ve come to terms with my current situation.
I’m divorced. Single. I ain’t got no man. Or woman. Except for my friends, but that doesn’t count. I had a few suitors, but they got swerved and didn’t make the cut. Which again, makes me very single. I’m not bitter, though, I solemnly swear it.
I won’t be getting any flowers.
I won’t be getting one of those cheap little bears with the heart in the middle that says “I LOVE You” and were made in China.
Well, if you’re like me, you can totally stay off of the internet for that entire day. But because we are lurkers, we won’t. Which is fine. At least you’ve admitted it.
No romantic dinners at the local Coney Island.
Jewelry. Nope. Hotel. Nope. Sweet nothings. NOPE. How bout dah?
All this, in theory, sounds great, until my timeline starts getting flooded with “happy couple” selfies and photos of bouquets of roses. What is a single girl to do? Well, if you’re like me, you can totally stay off of the internet for that entire day. But because we are lurkers, we won’t. Which is fine. At least you’ve admitted it.
Valentine’s Day isn’t really the issue here. It’s the stereotypes of being single that irks me: If you ain’t got a man then what are you doing with your life? If you don’t have a bae to cuddle up with at the end of a long day, then you must be unhappy, desperate, undesirable. The only goal in life is to marry, have kids, get cheated on, then ultimately be single anyway! So, why not just start now? LOL. And, I’m not saying that being single is the way to go for every person because we all have that friend who just has to have a man or she feels incomplete.
But isn’t that a sad existence–needing another person to make you feel whole? Shouldn’t that be something that you should be working on within yourself? With these types of situations of heavy co-dependency, I notice that the co-dependent person always get the short end of the stick in the relationship. They usually do anything to keep that other person around. They ended getting mistreated by their significant other because they know that they need them in order to thrive.
I, for one, neeeeever want another person to feel like I need them or I’d just crumble into nothingness. No, sir. You aren’t about to have that much power over me. I hold my own power. Boom!
Whether you’re married or not, you need to be OK with being by yourself. And I’m not saying shut everyone out and become a recluse, I’m saying that there is usually too much noise going on and you need to have quiet, self-reflective time for you and only you. Whether it’s five minutes a day or for a month trip overseas, you-time is good for the soul. It regenerates your ummph. Puts a pep in your step. And allows you to think more openly and freely.
Do you know how much I learned about myself by doing things alone? I’ve traveled alone and learned that I’m able to hold my own in hectic situations. I’ve gone to the movies alone and figured out that I didn’t look weird by doing it, and I really enjoyed not talking throughout the film.
I’ve gone to an opera alone, I’ve had coffee and alone and read a book, I’ve been to networking events alone and was made to feel like an outsider because I hadn’t come with anyone. You win some, you lose some. But it’s a very cool experience to be OK with yourself. You don’t always have to depend on another person to dictate whether you have fun or not or are able to experience the fullness of that activity.
Whether it’s five minutes a day or for a month trip overseas, you-time is good for the soul. It regenerates your ummph. Puts a pep in your step. And allows you to think more openly and freely.
So, Leah V. what are you doing for V-Day? Well, if you must know. I’ll be on my first “Eat. Pray. Love.” trip to London. This is my first time overseas without my ex. It’s very bittersweet. I want to prove to myself that I can and I will. And, I’m so hardcore that I’m not even going with a friend. Yeah, they’re still hurt by it, but this is my journey that I have to take alone. I want to explore the culture without bounds, I want to get lost on the ‘tube, and party with the locals. I want to take a train to Paris and see the Eiffel Tower and take one of those very touristy photos in front of it. I want to eat good food and take cabs to nowhere. I want to take weird selfies and visit the Royal Palace.
And, that’s what I plan to do.
But, if you’re not planning on taking a trip or don’t have a bae, it’s all good. I want you to get dressed anyway, put on some falsies, go buy an expensive yet not-expensive matte lippie, and be your own bae. Make a fancy reservation at a posh restaurant with some girlfriends and have a photoshoot in the bathroom. Post it on social media so everyone with a man can be jealous that you’re having soooo much fun basking in the glow of your single-dom!
As always, you know I have to give you the word with a dose of V-Day outfit inspirations.
xoxo,