If you strip down the cheesy love cards, and if you see things not so pinkly, the Valentine’s Day is really just a giant bullshit. It’s a disgusting symbol of our sick society. We have been forced to believe that romantic love, the representation of Valentine's Day, is so great, so awesome and so beautiful.
I’m not saying this because I’m cynic and my wife is far away. I'm saying this because there’s nothing natural about Valentine’s Day. It’s a display of forced affection that makes me to vomit.
I’m here today to tell you how I see it...
The red color affection, love hearts and above the high level of bullshit importance placed on what is just a normal day of the week. This day is created and calculated by corporations and it is everything that’s wrong with men and women today.
The Valentine's Day is celebrated by shitty self-important, big valets, men. The fake guys with their fake jobs and fake smiles. They pick up fake women with their fake lips, fake boobs and fake personalities getting wined and dined them hoping they will get laid. And they will.
Most normal people on Valentine's Day feel like the whole world is against them, as they’re forced to try and find someone to love them. But why does romantic love needs to be the ultimate goal?
Why are we placing so much emphasis on the romantic love?
We’re all after it, many, if not most, books, poetry, music, and films revolve around it. We all want a romantic relationship providing us with an undying love that allows us to live happily ever after and washes away our sorrows.
But unfortunately, in the vast majority of cases, romantic love isn’t what it’s promised to be. It’s not a source of long-lasting happiness; it’s not an answer to our unhappiness and loneliness. And according to some, falling in love, despite its euphoria, does more harm than good.
Just by looking at the many songs, poems, and stories about heartbreaks have been brought forth, we can see that pain is an undeniable part of the romantic experience. Broken hearts have led to periods of depression, intense and prolonged weeping, and even suicide and murder.
When we fall in love, we set ourselves up for a situation that will unavoidably result in hurt, whether it’s sadness, anger, jealousy, or other grief.
Flying high lends you low, and it hurts a lot... Falling in love can be an intense and enjoyable experience, its flip-side is equally fierce, namely, extremely painful. It’s no surprise that romance often, if not always, goes hand in hand with despair, deep sadness, and other forms of emotional pain.
People are still stuck in the outdated system of men vs women, they’re still stuck on the idea that man has to make gestures and woman must respond appropriately. We’re still stuck on the prehistoric notion that man has to bring the food on the table and woman has to make a dinner and spread her legs.
Romantic love is overestimated and it's not the only thing worth living for. Everything is phony in this society we are living in and just trying to be with someone, with anyone, that’s really nothing more than a fleeting hook-up between a guy who hasn’t had sex in six months and a woman looking for some attention, any attention.
If love is real, you don’t need the special Day to show you appreciate it. You shouldn’t need one day a year to buy your woman pinkly chocolate and expensive flowers. Valentine’s Day is for people who don't know how to live and someone else has to tell them what to do, superficial and materialistic to the core, basically - the imitators.
Isn’t there something more to romantic love, aside from it being an inconvenient source of suffering? As Bertrand Russel stated: “love is a great misfortune to any human being.” Regardless of how insane it may be, being consciously awake is only remedy to this.
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