
This post was started out the week of Valentine's Day, but I had a case of writer's block and didn't finish. I think that I am over it...for now. So here goes, the Post V-DAY blog.
It's amazing how certain songs make you think without even trying to. Every time around this year I start thinking about all the BS that I've spewed about my happy singledom. Well maybe not all BS because for the most part I am happy and I get to focus on my priorities and desires without thinking about someone else's interests clouding my thoughts. Usually on Valentine's day I spew anti-sentiments about this make believe holiday, but this year I thought that things would be different. I didn't feel any negativity about it. I know that it's just a regular day, but it just so happens to be Single Awareness Day also (shout to the homie Mike Brown the Remix for that one). There is no other day where you feel more single and alone. It's in your face. It's like the day after Christmas is when they put all the hearts and chocolates out. It's everywhere. And quite nauseating at times. It wouldn't be so bad if it weren't a manufactured holiday and if lovers showed love daily rather than on THIS day.
On the day of, I woke up feeling happy for the most part. I had a pleasant morning. Then the afternoon hit. I guess I was watching a movie or in the house for too long by myself and then all of a sudden I felt tears. They came out of nowhere (I know that I am a crier, but this time they were unexpected). Then I received a call from my mother. And that's when the levees broke. I try not to cry around my mother, but like a mother, she knew that there was something wrong. She talked some sense into me and also reminded me of my last boyfriend which was ions ago. I remembered how much of an ASS he was and came back to reality. She also reminded me that it was just one day. After her "pep" talk and giggles at my expense, I kind of snapped out of it. It also helped that I looked in the mirror and saw that my eyes were bloodshot. It was not a pretty sight lol. I haven't cried since that day. I don't know if I was depressed, PMS-ing or all of the above. I do know that I can't let that happen again. I didn't plan it out right. And it's not like I don't have people that have expressed interest in me, but I suppose that I am not just that into them lol. It happens.
The song below, sparked the blog and I ended up OFF the subject, but not really. My lesson in all of this is to maintain ME. I can't lose sight of who I am and fall back to the dark and lonely place.
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Atlantic Starr - When Love Calls
Thanks for reading :)






4 comments:
Even when I was in a relationship, the whole Valentine's Day thing was depressing for me, someone else's man ALWAYS did more, thought out the gift more, paid more attention... always something "more" than what my man was doing. It's an impossible holiday! I realized I was letting my expectations cloud the truth--it's JUST ANOTHER DAY! So, last year, I had a dinner night with the singles and we ate, drank and laughed and had a ball! This year, I worked all day and didn't have any expectations for ANYTHING, but I got a few phone calls, and some flowers... but the flowers have died now and it's still just another day that I worked some good hours and will see a nice paycheck for :).
I refuse to get caught up in the hype anymore! (till I meet a rich man, then I'll cry for some gifts :) hehehe
Aww, I know that feeling though. It's crazy b/c when I was single I used to make a big deal about Vday too. But now that I'm not, it's really not that much of a big deal anymore, my bf and I didnt't even do anything to celebrate. It was just another Saturday. The only time I even remembered the day was b/c OTHER people kept calling me and asking what am I doing for Vday or asking what did my beau get me.
It was annoying to say the least b/c in actuality, it was just another day for us... No biggie.
Girl, I was sour and salty this year, because I had broken up with my man last year around this time. Yup - PRECIOUS. Even though I throughly detest Vday on the regular, this year I added some extra venom to the whole event.
I have some great male friends who made me forget it all. However, all we needed was "PYT" and "Get On The Floor" and everything would have been just fine!...lol
Ha! Love the photo!
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