Guys… I did something weird. And I need to talk about it.
You see, the last three Valentine’s Days have been a running joke with my friends.
I am always alone. And I swear it always rains. And people around me are always receiving obnoxiously large bunches of flowers that semi hit me in the head as they get delivered.
I speak to Mia Freedman and Monique Bowley about purchasing my Valentine’s Day date online. Post continues below…
And everyone is always posting bizarrely intimate declarations of love on Facebook when really they should just be saying them to each other. In person.
To put it in perspective, my last Valentine’s Day card read “Hope you’re feeling better soon”, accompanied by a disgusting chocolate flavoured protein bar my friend definitely just found at the bottom of their gym bag as they pulled up to my house.
And the saddest part is…..that I ate it, because I was a little bit hungry.
I’m 26 years old and haven’t been in a relationship for three years.
I feel the need to qualify that with “Oh – but I’m really happy”, and “I absolutely love my life”, which is true, but also completely irrelevant.