I’ve never celebrated Valentine’s Day. I’ve never had the satisfaction of receiving a spontaneous gift to show love and express. Is it ironic or bad timing that each time I have had a boyfriend, we never seemed to make it to Valentine’s Day? My first boyfriend. I was sixteen. We started dating in November. We broke up in January. My second boyfriend. I was seventeen going on eighteen. We started dating in August. We broke up in May. Right before my birthday. When I see men purchasing flowers, cards, and candy I can’t help but feel a pang of jealousy. I’ve never had a guy give me a gift that says, “I was thinking of you.”
What is Valentine’s Day to me? February 14th. Tuesday. The seventh week of the year. Just another day. It’s like a Father’s Day to me. It’s something I don’t celebrate. Why don’t I celebrate Father’s Day? Because I never had a father figure in my life. My dad has not been around since I was born and every little effort he made was not enough. I never knew what it was like to have a father. That’s why I don’t celebrate. The same goes for Valentine’s Day. I’ve never had a boyfriend during that time. Why celebrate something that you don’t have? I’m hoping one day that will change. One day I will be able to celebrate these holidays I’m missing out on. I have hope that someone will change that.