Valentine’s Day really does swing round faster and faster each year – early February arrives and the World Foods aisle in Sainsbury’s is invaded with crimson hearts, chocolate boxes and teddy bears and you’re left wondering where to get your garam masala and hot pepper sauce.
Some years it’s lovely, others you spend making a point of telling anyone who’ll listen that it’s totally commercial and ridiculous, and others it just feels like a real kick in the teeth.
It seems like an absolute AGE since primary school Valentine’s Days with the mystery when your friend finds a Valentine’s Day card in her tray and ‘OMG who’s it from?!’ and the awkward Valentine’s discos in year 7 and 8. But those first Valentine’s Day memories definitely begin to shape how we feel about it for years to come.
It’s safe to say I quickly grew to hate it. Friends being delivered roses from boys at the neighbouring boys’ grammar school when you’re already struggling to get through the end of winter and feeling a little insecure – it just adds insult to injury when you’re single and would rather you weren’t.
I’m definitely not the only one who’s not always been a fan of the ‘fake holiday’ of Valentine’s Day, and as I got older and more comfortable in my own skin I didn’t mind it so much.
These days, as far as I’m concerned, any excuse to show the love is a good thing. I really don’t understand where people are coming from when they say that they don’t celebrate Valentine’s Day because they appreciate their partners every day of the year.
Why not use Valentine’s Day as an excuse to show how much you appreciate the people you love, whether it be your partner, your sister or your best friends?
Valentine’s Day’s the perfect opportunity for random acts of kindness. Spreading little heart chocolates around your office like some kind of Cupid Tooth Fairy, Whatsapping your girlfriends and your aunties with all the heart emojis as a reminder that you’re here for them and love them. It might be a different kind of love to the romantic kind, but true, enduring love all the same.
This year is the first ever year I’m spending Valentine’s Day not single, and as incredibly clichéd as it sounds, I intend to spend this evening eating some incredible Homeslice pizza in bed and watching End Of The F***ing World with my very kind and very funny boyfriend, Jamie.
Because as with every day of the year, today’s one to be enjoyed.