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Feb. 14th, 2010 01:55 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
So. This year, I was trying to be cool about Valentine's Day. I mean, if you are a happily coupled person who celebrates Valentine's Day, that's fabulous. I'm happy for you - really. And I try really hard not to harsh other people's squee.
But then, I made the mistake of going to church and my pastor had decided that what he wanted to do today, since it's Valentine's Day, was have a big celebration of marriage* and have all the married couples in the church celebrate a renewal of their vows. Which involved all of them going up to the altar en masse, leaving me and six other (widowed) ladies alone in the congregation. During which the pastor made a big deal about how wonderful it is to be married and how coupled is the ideal way to be and just, I'm sorry, I'm done.
I just get tired of being told over and over that I am less than, simply because I'm not in a romantic relationship. Romantic love is great. I enjoy reading about it, I've enjoyed being in it a time or two - it's lovely. Whatever. But I am not a lesser person because I don't come as part of a matched set. It's not sad that I don't have a partner. I tried that and decided that I don't want it. I do not count for less because of that decision and I'm tired of being told that I do.
So, in conclusion, fuck Valentine's Day. When they come up with a Celebrate People Who Are Happily Single Day, I will stop being bitter.
Today, I raise a glass to Gefion, who welcomes virgins and unmarried women to her hall. And later, I'm going to see The Wolf Man, because right now I would like some carnage.
*He also decided to preach a sermon that had as its main theme the idea that perfect obedience = perfect freedom which is...oddly kinky. I don't think that he meant it that way, though.
But then, I made the mistake of going to church and my pastor had decided that what he wanted to do today, since it's Valentine's Day, was have a big celebration of marriage* and have all the married couples in the church celebrate a renewal of their vows. Which involved all of them going up to the altar en masse, leaving me and six other (widowed) ladies alone in the congregation. During which the pastor made a big deal about how wonderful it is to be married and how coupled is the ideal way to be and just, I'm sorry, I'm done.
I just get tired of being told over and over that I am less than, simply because I'm not in a romantic relationship. Romantic love is great. I enjoy reading about it, I've enjoyed being in it a time or two - it's lovely. Whatever. But I am not a lesser person because I don't come as part of a matched set. It's not sad that I don't have a partner. I tried that and decided that I don't want it. I do not count for less because of that decision and I'm tired of being told that I do.
So, in conclusion, fuck Valentine's Day. When they come up with a Celebrate People Who Are Happily Single Day, I will stop being bitter.
Today, I raise a glass to Gefion, who welcomes virgins and unmarried women to her hall. And later, I'm going to see The Wolf Man, because right now I would like some carnage.
*He also decided to preach a sermon that had as its main theme the idea that perfect obedience = perfect freedom which is...oddly kinky. I don't think that he meant it that way, though.