With Valentine's Day coming up tomorrow, I guess it's expected that, being single, I'll be miserable the entire day. In previous years, I've seen a lot of my single friends act out toward love in general, cursing the day and wallowing in self pity. It's a generally accepted notion that single people are bitter on Valentine's Day. Well, I'm not.
I may have loved and lost in the most tragic way imaginable, but I'm still a hopeless romantic at heart. When I see people in love, I'd rather smile and be happy for them in favor of the jealous alternative. People who love each other are beautiful, and something I can admire in the same way I adore the colours of a setting sun.
When you feel alone, it's easy to construct walls of negativity around yourself. It's easy to mope around on the fourteenth of February and scowl at people holding hands. Sometimes it's easier to feel ill will towards people who have something that you, yourself, so badly want. It can be difficult to simply feel happy for people, but in the end, that is what will make you happy.
It's okay to feel lonely. We all do sometimes. But, the greatest disservice is done to yourself when you let those feelings consume you. There is no reason you can't also be happy on Valentine's Day. I know I will be.