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writes: Hello,readers!Here it is again! The day you see those gigantic red symbols called valentines; which are supposed to be hearts. They don't even look like a heart. Well, if they stick a knife through it, tear a hole, then fray the edges, it will be a pretty close representation of the thing quivering in your chest. Barely getting oxygen to your brain; which is full of love and hate for your ex. Take heart! Oh, that kinda sucked huh? Sorry!Well, this shouldn't be a day of misery. If you're a woman, it may mean more to you; because it's the day you're supposed to get flowers at work. You're single, and all the married women are boasting and cooing (in your ears it sounds more like mooing) over their flowers and making a big fuss. Follow them home and you'll see their true relationship. Once a year, hubby reaches into his pocket to send a an over-priced dozen red roses. The rest of the year they fight like cats and dogs. That is, when he feels like being home and listening to her nagging. You know how she is, you sit in the next cubicle; and hear her all pissed off at him. Trying to screech using her whisper-voice. She would normally scream her lungs out. The sprawling display of her homely family portraits arranged all over her desk, advertising how much of a happy breeding-machine she is. Then she comes over to your desk to say: "Oh, you're so beautiful! Why hasn't some lucky young man realized what a catch you are?" While you're thinking: "Get away from me! I'm exhausted from picking up the slack, when you've called in for the umpteenth time. Claiming one of your brats has the flu! Your fat bald-headed husband hit on me the whole night at the last company Christmas party!" E-E-E-E-E-WWWWW!!!!That dick of an ex-boyfriend is posting all over Facebook that they're going out to dinner,blah blah, blah, blah! Imagine all the work that goes into proving to his new victim how great a guy he is.It must be exhausting being so wonderful and romantic; when you're a real dick. Give it another year, if that long. She'll see him for what he really is. I've probably already answered her post about him.Take a pause, toss your hair. Bat your eyes. You may not have a boyfriend, or you might have been dumped. You didn't get flowers. You'll wake up tomorrow and today will only be a memory. Go buy your own chocolates, they're marked-down tomorrow. I've already got my Godiva chocolates on the dining-room table. I'll celebrate alone with good wine, a dinner, then a chocolate-induced euphoria.Do the same. Turn off your phone. Your girlfriends will try to call you to brag. You don't want to hear it. Don't go on social media. Find the "radioactive symbol" to use for your screen-savers. For your smartphone, tablet and/or laptop. They're all off-limits. You'll get radiation-poisoning. Don't do it until after you've read my article, silly. You need this.Now for you single guys who didn't get that sweet text message calling you Hot-Lover, Stud-Muffin, Mr. Muscle, Baby-boo, Snake-man!!! You didn't have to break the bank, or empty your wallet. Trying to impress an unappreciative witch with an expensive dinner, at some trendy pretentious restaurant; packed with pretentious annoying stuck-up people. A bunch of guys waiting to spring some over-priced/cheap engagement ring on a woman who has snooped through his phone, alienated his good friends, vexed his mother, and can't cook.She makes more than he does, but she could have at least made the dinner-reservations. She wasn't even ready when he came to pick her up; while he was sweating bullets knowing they couldn't be late. He has to settle for some dumb pair of red boxers, with stupid hearts all over them. He'll only wear them one time.You can still make it a great day/evening. Go out to the local club or bar. There will be some poor girl, sitting with a friend. Feeling sad; because there's no guy to make her feel pretty or wanted. Don't be the usual prick you normally are, thinking inside your pants. Walk over sit down, buy her a drink. Just make her laugh and have a chat. Oh... you want to get into her pants, I know. This is your chance to redeem yourself for all the thoughtless and selfish things you did, that got your ass kicked to the curb. Make a girl happy, if but for one-time this year. Let her decide if she wants to offer you sex. If not, wish her a great evening and thank her for making your night.For all you nice-guys that just got dumped; this is your chance to just walk up to a lady, and be the nice guy. It will be appreciated; because it comes so naturally. You don't have to fake, you know how to treat a lady; even if she doesn't deserve it. You've had a lot of practice with a shrew. You could never do anything right, you could never make her happy,she was always angry. It was exhausting. You loved her all the same. Well, she won't screw up this night.She's a stranger sitting on a bar-stool, she won't judge you. She'll try to give you that "how dare you come on to me" look. She doesn't really mean it. Just sit there quietly, and smile when she looks your way.It will melt her heart. No pun intended here. It's just appropriate. If it doesn't work. Go home put on some porn, and melt your own heart.For the gays out there. All your most irritating friend-couples are going to really pile it on. The matching red bow-ties, and tuxedos. The bottles of champagne, and your phone is going to be inundated with Instagrams of them out prissing around town. Just to rub your nose in their plans for tonight.They'll be fighting before the nights over, jealous over how he gave the waiter an excessive tip. Or their eye-contact lingered far too long. The lesbians will be a lot more considerate of each other. They will reconcile with all their exes. They will have parties, and invite all their friends. Single or couples. They will come together; if but for only one evening to celebrate the day of hearts. Then get in their Subaru's and gossip about everyone who attended. The pissed off single girls will compose toxic drunk-text messages for their exes for showing up with that hussy.Calm down all of you. You left them for a reason, or they had to leave you for a reason. Go stuff your faces with chocolate. Intoxicate yourselves with rich dark chocolate. It contains phenylethylamine, the same chemical your brain creates when you feel like you're falling in love. Your cat or dog, will greet you at the door with the most loving eyes. Well, the cat will also be a little judgmental. You annoy them when you're moody. They feel it's their sole-privilege of strutting around all snooty with their tails arrogantly stuck up in the air. Demanding supper the minute you walk in.They won't leave your lap tonight; unless you're busy doing something else with it.Seriously. This is a big day for sweethearts. No holiday is meant to bring anyone grief. It is a time of celebration. If you don't have a sweetheart, it doesn't mean you can't celebrate with friends, or flirt. It's a good night to go out, weather-permitting. Just flirt, smile, and toast to single people all over the world.Love will find it's way back to you. It's not all about one night out of a year. It's not about being alone, or being rejected. You make the best of your time alone by being good to yourself, loving yourself. Doing things to fix yourself in preparation for this time next year; when you will be annoying your friends who will change places with you. They will hate you for being all lovey-dovey with some new-found sweetheart, and sharing Valentine,s Day. Realizing now how strong you really are. If you're still single this time next year, read this again. Laugh at yourself, and feel good all the same. Happy Valentine's Day!
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reader, fullmetal  +, writes (19 January 2015):
This article is just wonderful. Thank you MR. WiseOwlE for writing this wonderful piece. Today is not a valentine day, but still this article made me smile and laugh while reading it.
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reader, anonymous, writes (18 February 2014): at WiseOwlE. thanks! he just called me up a few mins ago and said sorry for not getting me anything. i guess i feel a little more better. thanks x!
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reader, anonymous, writes (18 February 2014): This is verified as being by the original poster of the question@BluhDuh
I was dumped a few months ago. It was the worst thing that could happen since my partner of 28 years died. I stayed single and did only casual dating years after his passing.
I wanted to be sure I wasn't trying to find a replacement; and it took me awhile before I could feel romantic feelings toward other people.
I finally did. It lasted 10-months.
He dumped me because "he felt I deserved someone better."
I'm a guy, I interpret man-speak. What he really meant was,
I've reached my expiration date and he wanted to find a new
playmate. I'm getting over it. I'm doing just fine. So will you, my dear. What he said has truth in it. I do deserve someone better. However; he helped me to open my heart without fear again. Someone had to help with that. That's what he did.
See your last relationship as a learning experience. You need time to heal before you can see anything positive.
No more fighting, no more worrying. It's about you now.
Thanks for reading!
@TaylorSwift1Fan,
Thanks for taking the time to read it. Thanks for the kind compliment. I'm sorry about your boyfriend's insensitivity.
People sometimes don't appreciate what they have until it's gone. What may seem small to him, is adding up with you.
One day he's gonna miss you! "While you're dancing with somebody new!" LOL
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reader, BluhDuh  +, writes (17 February 2014):
i got a present on v day. it was getting dumped by my bf. what an amazing thoughtful gift, huh?
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reader, anonymous, writes (17 February 2014): lol, this is the bestest article i've read so far! and i just love the beginning bit about hearts. WiseOwlE, your awesome dude! yeah, my boyfriend didn't get me anything for v day, but i don't really care that much. just kidding! i was upset, 'cos all my friends got some special thing.
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reader, anonymous, writes (16 February 2014): This is verified as being by the original poster of the questionThanks CindyCares! I like the idea. I hope to hear from others as well. This is quite interesting.
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reader, CindyCares  +, writes (16 February 2014):
 Yes, do what WiseOwlE suggests and... do like we do here, scoff at Valentine's day , and celebrate Saint Faustine's day.
Valentine ( I guess it is obvious but ,you never know ) stays for Saint Valentine who is the saint of the day on FE. 14th and the patron of lovers and couples .
Saint Faustine... is the saint of Feb. 15 th. and has become the patron of all the single and unmatched and uncoupled :).
It started like I joke ,I guess ,few years ago, but it is getting bigger every year.
It is a perfect day to gather together all your single friends of both sexes and organize wonderful,lavish dinners at the restaurant, where everybody splurges a little more than they would treat themselves usually, and offer themselves delicious foods and excellent wines. Or gather them at home, and have fun. Don't be afraid to be silly, play games ( not mind games ), go back to that blessed time when the relationships between sexes were much less complicated and fraught with anxiety and sexual tension and hurt egos- like, 4 th grades maybe :) . Play vido games, play cards, play Twister if you want, but whatever you do, remember: moaning ( about heartbreaks and cheating lovers and all that jazz ) is very bad form on St. Faustine . If you don't have single friends,.... you can join public St. Faustine parties , BUT, please no shortcuts, don't cheat, you are not supposed to go there to hook up or to meet " the one " ( at least, not officially ) it's just to chill,dance, chat, laugh ,and remind yourself that life is very good even if you don't sport a rock on your finger , or an SO appended to your arm.
You don't get roses ? Buy yourself roses, or send them to people that you know it's not getting any. Ditto with chocolates. Treat yoirself, indulge yourself, offer yourself something special, buy yourself a present, it still comes from someone that , hopefully, cares deeply about you and has your happiness at heart : you. Take it seriously, dress your best, show up all well groomed, well made up . You 'd do it for someone who is important to you. Well, you are VERY important to you. You are still you, still a lovable and loving being whether right now there's a partner to share this love with, or there isn't.
Sounds stupid ? Perhaps, and , at the end of the day, if it gets more popular it will become as commercial , fake and neurotic as Valentine's day. Nevertheless , I think it is not such a bad idea choosing a day to celebrate your engagement ... with LIFE, and all the good things which can give you, coupled or not.
Happy St. Faustine's day :) !
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reader, anonymous, writes (15 February 2014): This is verified as being by the original poster of the questionMyau, thanks for reading my piece and sharing your story. I hope others will as well.
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reader, anonymous, writes (15 February 2014): This is verified as being by the original poster of the questionI woke up this morning with a plethora of waiting pics and videos from friends who are couples; and singles who had dates. There were parking bans around town due to snow removal; so paid parking was extortious. I was told every place was packed. Glad I missed that.
I remember years ago my partner was out of town on business.
He ordered two dozen white and pink roses for me ahead of time. He was the one who was always well-prepared and organized. I love roses.
The florist is well-known. They promised they would be delivered on V-day. He paid weeks in advance.
They delivered a bereavement wreath! Orders got mixed because they got inundated with deliveries. It was beautiful with a big purple bow. They ran out of roses; so the order could not be replaced or returned. They replaced the other delivery; which was not an emergency. They made up for the order; but I was not upset at all. The arrangement was fantastic.
It was hilarious, and my friends never let either of us live it down. I took many pictures, and it was the best V-day I can remember. You should have seen his face when he got home. Yes, I got that on film too! We didn't have camera phones back then. I used a camera.
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reader, Myau  +, writes (15 February 2014):
 This is actually the one day in which I am happy to be single.Its just too funny watching guys run around buying insanely priced flowers and chocolates and teddy bears you know are going in the bin tomorrow.I still remember my first valentines shopping. A beautiful red rose in a white case with snow details on it. Usually I could get a nice bunch of roses for $10. The clerk happily said "One rose? That will be $50 thanks". I have never bit my tongue harder. I was not in the spirit after that. The fancy looking box of chocolate's set me back another $30 and the teddybear was $50 more. Btw as I was 18, my weekly salary was $120. Lucky I know how to save huh ;)It was a nice night. She cooked a nice meal and we stayed in as her parents were out of town. I didn't get any, as we talked and cuddled the whole night. It was a great night.About the night at least.The rest of the fortnight was water and noodles as I was flat broke. I missed my morning snack and looked longenly at every McDonalds I passed.
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