It’s the Valentines season again. Oh yes, the cynic in me scoffs at this commercialised, fluffy, pink, gag-inducing corporation driven festival of infatuation…but the romantic in me (I am actually very soppy deep down), wants nothing more than bouquets of roses to be strewn outside the doorway of my dingy flat in my honour and a man with a beret, a violin, and a French accent to serenade me.
Some of you want that as well. Some of you might very well get what you want this Friday. Some of you are going to plaster it all over Facebook like an overzealous orthopaedic surgeon on a broken leg. Which is fine. If you’re that way inclined.
Like, I get it, I really do – you’re happy and in love and you think when he blows his nose, rainbows and chocolate sprinkles come out. And it’s probably the one day of the year where it’s acceptable to declare this across the internet using as VAST a variety of social mediums as the lust crazed mind can conceive.
What I don’t get, are those of you who do this on an almost weekly basis.
“Just wanna shout out my baby for being such a loving caring man..”.
“Had such a good time with my lady today. Mwah. Love you babes!”.
Or the excessive terms of endearment all over each others Facebook feeds and statuses….
Wall: “Love you. xxx”
Wall: 🙂 🙂 🙂 xx
Wall: *picture of stuffed zebra* “In love with Stripy (name of zebra) darling! You’re the best!”
Somebody tell me whhyyyy??#idontgeddit.
It’s not that I don’t understand the desire to share your love with your significant other. I just don’t understand why you feel that we feel that we want to share that love with both of you? As opposed to inbox? Are people not aware of this inbox facility? What is this weird voyeurism thing?
Or is that that you feel that we should feel that we want to share the love, and you don’t care if we don’t feel that we should, you’re just gonna try and make us feel the love anyway? There are too many feelings flying about the place and I’m trying to duck them unsuccessfully.
I’ll admit, I’m biased and I do have exceptions. I have a couple of friends who I think are cute, and I actually don’t mind their mushy FDA’s. Engagements announced on Facebook – fair enough. Married couples also get a slight nod of approval. Posting wedding pictures is a way for friends who couldn’t come to share in your day.
I guess it all boils own to your own level of desired privacy. My worst nightmare is a Facebook status saying “girlwiththafro is in a relationship with guywiththa..”. I’m just too scared of everything going to hell in a bad break up handbasket and having to go through the embarrassing rigmarole of deleting pictures, hiding wall posts, and cringing at the sad face emojis posted underneath the very possible”girlwiththafro is no longer in a relationship”.
Maybe I’m old fashioned, but something makes me uncomfortable about the idea of serial after serial after serial monogamy that seems to be par for the course nowadays, let alone advertising it on social media.
Maybe I just don’t have the bravery and openness of some of you who put your love life on screen and when it falls apart, refresh that page, post a new status, and start again.
And maybe, having had the experience of being a singleton on Valentines day scrolling through soppy Facebook statuses with a giant tub of ice cream and a smelly onesie, I just wouldn’t ever want to inflict that on anybody else.
What do you think about FDA’s?