deafbajagal
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I hate Hallmark days, I truly do. I KNOW it's a marketing ploy by businesses to gain some revenue between NY's and Easter. We shouldn't have a day set aside to tell someone you love them - that's just stupid. Heart-shaped boxes with nasty chocolate pieces and flowers on brick of death are a waste of money.
Yet, the last two years I've felt more hurt over Valentine's Day than just about anything else. I do not know why it bothers me so much, and it bothers me that it bothers me. I feel so stupid for letting such a trivial holiday ruin my day. This year was the worst.
Here's the deal - and most guys are not going to believe this. I don't want expensive gifts. I don't. All I want is a little note (it doesn't even have to be a card) saying "Happy Valentines' Day" or "I love you" or something and a small gesture to indicate that you are glad that on this day, no matter how stupid it is, you still feel lucky that I am a part of your life. Especially if you are not the kind of guy who gives small gifts or make gestures on a regular basis.
Last year, I got ditto. Not even "Hello, Happy Valentine's Day" words or a text. It was as if it was a regular day. I talked with my husband about this and I explained clearly to him about my feelings.
He says he doesn't believe in Valentine's Day, especially since we have our wedding anniversary two weeks before it. Why should we celebrate twice?
This year he told me that he would get me something and we could celebrate it on the 16th, when he got paid. On the 14th, I heard nothing from him all day (I had to leave at 7 AM and didn't get home until nearly 6 PM). I left him a card with a gift card and two cards for my daughters with a small gift for each. I got home and he left me a card. The thing is...the card is what he bought me for my anniversary. But he NEVER said the words "HVD" or "ILY" or anything. That was it. The 16th rolled around and nothing happened. 17th. Nothing. Finally on the 18th I did something that was completely out of my character. I demanded a gift. lol
Especially since I had been through so much in the last few months. Cancer. Treatments. Holding down two jobs. And at the time, I was pregnant but having complications. He just found out about it a few days before Valentine's Day and he yelled the whole time about the bad timing of it and what an inconvenience it would be. And especially since he was able to find the time to buy himself books, a movie, and a poker magazine after he got paid.
He got SO mad that he slammed the door while cursing about how he doesn't believe in Valentine's Day and it was a waste of money and then he left for the entire day, gone until late that night. He bought a rose and a bag of my favorite candy. He left the rose on the table and the bag of candy on the nightstand. Then he said in a cold voice, "Here. This is a typical Valentine's gift that people get. Hope you like it. Now you can stop bitching about getting nothing." And then he turned around.
I much rather have a knife through my heart. It killed me. Literally crushed me.
Why can't I get over this? What the hell is the matter with me?
Yet, the last two years I've felt more hurt over Valentine's Day than just about anything else. I do not know why it bothers me so much, and it bothers me that it bothers me. I feel so stupid for letting such a trivial holiday ruin my day. This year was the worst.
Here's the deal - and most guys are not going to believe this. I don't want expensive gifts. I don't. All I want is a little note (it doesn't even have to be a card) saying "Happy Valentines' Day" or "I love you" or something and a small gesture to indicate that you are glad that on this day, no matter how stupid it is, you still feel lucky that I am a part of your life. Especially if you are not the kind of guy who gives small gifts or make gestures on a regular basis.
Last year, I got ditto. Not even "Hello, Happy Valentine's Day" words or a text. It was as if it was a regular day. I talked with my husband about this and I explained clearly to him about my feelings.
He says he doesn't believe in Valentine's Day, especially since we have our wedding anniversary two weeks before it. Why should we celebrate twice?
This year he told me that he would get me something and we could celebrate it on the 16th, when he got paid. On the 14th, I heard nothing from him all day (I had to leave at 7 AM and didn't get home until nearly 6 PM). I left him a card with a gift card and two cards for my daughters with a small gift for each. I got home and he left me a card. The thing is...the card is what he bought me for my anniversary. But he NEVER said the words "HVD" or "ILY" or anything. That was it. The 16th rolled around and nothing happened. 17th. Nothing. Finally on the 18th I did something that was completely out of my character. I demanded a gift. lol
Especially since I had been through so much in the last few months. Cancer. Treatments. Holding down two jobs. And at the time, I was pregnant but having complications. He just found out about it a few days before Valentine's Day and he yelled the whole time about the bad timing of it and what an inconvenience it would be. And especially since he was able to find the time to buy himself books, a movie, and a poker magazine after he got paid.
He got SO mad that he slammed the door while cursing about how he doesn't believe in Valentine's Day and it was a waste of money and then he left for the entire day, gone until late that night. He bought a rose and a bag of my favorite candy. He left the rose on the table and the bag of candy on the nightstand. Then he said in a cold voice, "Here. This is a typical Valentine's gift that people get. Hope you like it. Now you can stop bitching about getting nothing." And then he turned around.
I much rather have a knife through my heart. It killed me. Literally crushed me.
Why can't I get over this? What the hell is the matter with me?
...WOW!
You have a lot on your plate right now. Hopes all works out for you.
