Date Night

February 10, 2023

I’ve tried multiple times to write a Valentine’s date night post. I’ve also deleted multiple date night posts.

I don’t want to contribute to the idea of an over-romanticized day, or unrealistic expectations. I want to be authentic to my own voice and that voice often expresses disdain for the holiday. I’ve tried to dissect and self analyze it.
Do I reject Valentine’s Day so it doesn’t reject me?

Am I irritated by the day because it’s always a let down?

I mean realistically, either or both of those could be true. I just don’t think either of them are.

My whole life I’ve had a nose for the unauthentic; moments, people, sentiments. They make me uncomfortable by how obvious they are. And this seems to be what my actual dislike for Valentine’s stems from. Love is not red hearts. It is not dependent upon chocolate. It’s not even symbolized with jewelry.

Some love is short lived. Wild, fast and free.

Some has longevity.

It rises and falls. When it's really good, it has depth and mess and a real truth to it.

Here is a truth I know about love now. When you have the real thing, not only does it feel real and authentic, but so do you. Real love is a place where you can be yourself, with someone else.