How was your “Anti-Valentine’s Day” party last night? Fun? I’ve never been a fan. Let me explain.
Every year around this time my Facebook newsfeed gets absolutely littered with two types of posts:
1. The first, the profession of love posts:
“OMG my boyfriend/girlfriend is the BEST”
“Snuggling up with my hunny by the TV tonight, what a perfect way to spend Valentine’s Day.”
2. The “I hate Valentine’s Day” posts:
“Going to an anti-valentines day party tonight! Screw couples!”
“Valentines Day is the only day a year where I get to curl up in my sweats, down a whole pizza by myself, and cry without anyone being able to say anything.”
Okay, so both of these outlooks on the the big V-day will GUARANTEE a big, dramatic eye roll from me as they’re both over-dramatic and uninspired.
The thing is with these posts though is that they focus so intensely on romantic love. What happened to giving all of your best friends valentines to let them know how much you love and appreciate them? In my opinion, Valentines Day is a great thing; it focuses on the positive. Love is a precious thing; so I propose here that we let everyone in our lives know how much we love them on this day in small ways.
So why do people dwell on the negative? What is even up with Anti-Valentines Day parties? They are just for lonely single people who are uncomfortable in their singledom. If you’re single, USE IT TO YOUR ADVANTAGE. Own it!! Celebrate the love that you DO have in your life.
Valentine’s Day didn’t actually start out overly romantic anyway, and the history behind it is a little cloudy with many possible avenues. Here’s what we know:
So there are actually three St. Valentine’s throughout history that we know of. However, the holiday we celebrate was probably due to a Roman priest who lived around 3 A.D. The Emporer at the time (Claudius II) made a decision to ban marriage among young people as a way to strengthen the male army (because apparently wives are distracting…). Mr. Saint Valentine thought that marriage was a sacred sacrament however, and started officiating marriages under the table (not literally, of course). He was soon found out shortly after and was then jailed and beheaded on February 14th! Yay!
The ancient Romans used to celebrate, on February 15th, the festival of Lupercalia. This went on for about 800 years as a way to celebrate and honor the god Lupercus. On this day, young men would draw names of young women in their community and whoever they got they would keep as a sexual partner for the year ahead. Those barbarians! So, as it turned out, the Pope at the time wasn’t too thrilled with this practice. He switched up the custom so that everyone would draw a name of a saint in which to honor for the next year. To add in another switch-up, the Pope took Lupercus out of the deal and replaced him with Saint Valentine. The men in this situation I guess got a little more lonely from the change in custom and then became a little more chilvalrous. They began giving their women love notes in the name of Mr. Valentine.
In the Dark Ages, people believed that the birds chose their mates on Februrary 14th. The people then made a party out of that belief and attributed the day to love when they would often write love letters to the objects of their affections.
So, like I said before, nobody really knows which one of these stories is the right one; if any. But hey, if we can get chocolate out of the deal, who cares?
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