BE MINE
I belong to no one.
LET’S HANG
So we’re meeting at midnight at the tree?
4 EVER
Nah, we’d just get sick of each other.
Once again, it’s Valentine’s Day. The saint’s feast day where those with partners are encouraged to act on their mutual attractions, and those without are assumed to be bitter about it. I guess not that different from the rest of the year, come to think of it.
We sure do place a lot of expectations and importance on the whole thing. Such that the acquisition of a suitable partnered scenario is tied to happiness, identity, and even inherent self-worth.
Is this partner of yours of your same gender? Now that’s your whole identity, complete with all the homophobic garbage that comes with it.
Are you a woman married to a man? You may now have his last name, because, regardless of anything else in your life, being this dude’s wife is now your whole identity.
Are you having too much sex? Slut. Too little sex? Prude.
Unless you’re having the exact correct amount and frequency of sex according to “experts”, your relationship is doomed.
Polyamorous? What, are you just unfaithful or irresponsible?
Monogamous? What, are you just uptight and jealous?
Whoa, wait, what is that you’re up to? Is that… a kink?!
Bisexual or asexual? Pfft, that’s not a thing, you just want attention!
No partner? Not only assumed to be bitter about it, on a day like today or whenever, but if you’re not, let’s make damn sure you are. Or even turn it around, to assume any unhappiness or negativity must stem from said lack.
Are you an angry rightwing shithead? They’ll call you an “incel”, for “involuntarily celibate”, regardless of what your actual history or activity may be. Since apparently that’s an acceptable basis of insult rather than, say, the fucked up rightwing views.
Are you recently out of a rough marriage? Enjoy your “divorced” status getting equated with “sad” or “pathetic” for the rest of your days.
Nevermind the prevalence of abusive or otherwise detrimental romantic/sexual relationships. So many still seem stuck on the “happy ever after” myth despite reality providing galaxies of evidence to the contrary.
Surely there’s better uses of time and energy. Is it so hard to just do away with the judgment and scrutiny, to agree that as long as everyone involved is fully freely consenting and at least a few years past puberty then whatever is or isn’t happening is fine and not anyone else’s concern?
I guess not today.
Let’s see…
DATE NIGHT
Yeah, that’s what the calendar dictates.
YOU & ME
It is just you and me right now, candy heart. About to be just me.
BESTIE
Hey, no friend zone complaints from me. This is actually better.