I Hate Valentine’s Day

crayons and a sheet of paper with the words i hate valentine's day

I hate Valentine’s Day. Becuase you know #bittersinglewoman #hater
I’m basically the Grinch of Valentine’s Day.

Lemme explain, Dr. Seuss style.

Everyone on Facebook liked Valentine’s Day a lot.
Except Rae, the Real as the Streets blogger, who did not.

Scrolling through images from her tablet with a frown,
At the filtered romantic pics with likes all around.

“Valentine’s Day is sickening,” Rae thought with a scowl,
“Chocolate, roses, candles, and romance. It sucks something foul!”

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Omg, is that what I sound like?!

Okay, so I haven’t been blogging as much this past week. I’ve been in a self-pitying woe-is-me emotional funk characterized by cheap wine and crying myself to sleep.

For the past few days I’ve been wondering how is it that the world is so unbalanced. Why for come guilty parties walk away from their crimes unscathed while their victims are left picking up the pieces and trying to keep from losing the only sliver of sanity they have left.

It’s unfair. Quite frankly, it pisses me off.

I prayed a lot in the past 48 hours. Wondering why the hell God would let things carry on like this. I was so wrapped up in my own problems, feeling bad for myself, wondering when the good Lord would dish out some of His divine justice on the man who I blamed for my unhappiness.

In the middle of my self-absorbed bout of depression, I get a text message.

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