Single people shouldn’t hate Valentine’s Day

Cynics say Hallmark created the holiday, sentiments cite Saint Valentine; but regardless of the origins of the holiday, Valentine’s Day is what you make it.

By Hui Xin


There’s a perpetual myth that will be circulating this time every year – particularly a holiday – that women and men each fall into two categories which are contingent on their relationship status. Women in a relationship love this day because they feel good that they’re not “alone.” They can expect their boyfriends to shower them with presents and flowers and take them to an expensive dinner, otherwise they’ll be “entitled” to get sulky and resentful.

Men in a relationship are succumbed to be on their best performance for their ladies, and are obliged to spend a fortune to appease them. Meanwhile, single men lord it over their equally salty buddies that they haven’t got a care in the world – Who needs women right? On the other hand, single girls seem to fall into this notion of spending their Valentine’s Day sitting alone in their couch, indulging in pizza, ice cream, chips, magazines, and romantic movies – anything but a boyfriend by their side.

Are these stereotypes still a thing in 2017? Why do people assume that all single girls fall into the brink of depression every Valentine’s Day?

I am a living, walking example of a single girl who not care less about not having a boyfriend or date on Valentine’s Day. You won’t see me facedown in a tub of Chocolate Fudge Brownie on the 14th, and if I cry watching “The Notebook,” it’s only because that movie is too awesome.

Valentine’s Day has become insanely commercialised, and I don’t know about you, but for me, it’s always been nothing more than a day devoted to celebrating love.

You see, love is all around us. I see it in the actions of my mother cooking for her children in the morning before they head to school. I see it in my grandparents holding hands and slow-dancing to oldies. This doesn’t just happen on a particular day, it happens throughout the year. Why is being a witness to these things, rather than a participant, such a bad thing?

Valentine’s Day, for me, is also about the possibility of love, and the capacity for love. There’s so many people around you that you should be showing a lot more affection to. When you were younger, your parents took care of you and loved you like its Valentine’s Day everyday of the year. When it wasn’t a special occasion – not your birthday or anything like that – your best friend got you a new Marc Jacobs purse because it suited you and she’ll love for you to have it. So on the day acclaimed as the “most romantic day of the year”, you have the capacity to love someone extravagantly, regardless of whether they are romantically acquainted to you or not.

Cynics say Hallmark began the holiday, sentiments cite Saint Valentine. Regardless of how it was originated, Valentine’s Day is what you make it. The pervasive hatred for Valentine’s Day in our society and the way it has been acculturated into a day of heart-shaped patterns, expensive flowers and gifts is a slight issue, but please stop complaining about how bad it is to be single on Valentine’s Day. You’re killing my buzz.