The Valentine Trap

The Valentine Trap
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Every year, I fall into the Valentine Trap.

At least, that’s what I call it, when every year, if you’re single, you find yourself falling into the doldrums at the prospect of being single, yet again, on Valentine’s Day.

And yes, I know…I had at least two conversations in which I was reminded of the same stuff I’m reminded of every year:

IT’S NOT A REAL HOLIDAY!!!

IT DOESN’T MATTER!!!

IT’S JUST ANOTHER DAY, JUST LIKE ANY OTHER DAY!!!

Now, if you walked down the seasonal aisle of your favorite shopping center  anytime between Feb. 1st and 14th, you’ll know that IT MATTERS!

Anything that creates that much revenue matters, whether we like it or not.

And yes, I know it’s silly…but the silliness that my head tells me I’m experiencing doesn’t mitigate the feeling that I also want to be on the inside of all the excitement…and not on the outside.

And I do date…sporadically, but after a few dates, especially if they’re really crappy ones (and yes, men are not the only mitigating factor of a crappy date ladies), it can become discouraging, as I’m sure many of my single readers/friends can attest to.

And yes, I know that there are plenty of fish out there in the sea…and yes, I’ve seen the fish out there…

….BARRICUDA!

…AND PIRANHA!

Man eaters…who will chew you up and spit you out at the slightest inkling of insinuation that you don’t fit the mold of the perfect man, which can often linger in a Bermuda Triangle of Ryan Gosling, Taye Diggs, and Brad Pitt.

OK…maybe I’m being melodramatic.  But, several periodicals have declared that Chicago is one of the worst cities to be single.

Also, here are some statistics on Chicago Dating.  To make a long story short, things aren’t looking rosy.

And here I am…silly me.  I don’t really think of myself as a romantic, but I suppose in some ways I am.

I don’t NEED someone to be with, but I do DESIRE someone to be with.

To laugh with, talk with, cuddle with, and yes, sleep with…and all those things that couples do.

So now Valentine’s Day has passed, and life goes on.

So was I the only one, or did others fall into the Valentine Trap?

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