5 Ways To Survive Valentine's Day If You're Single

5 Ways To Survive Valentine's Day If You're Single

Don't be bitter, embrace the single life!

It's that time of year again: "Love is in the air," or so they say, as we approach the day that inspires a wide range of emotions: Valentine's Day.

Don't get me wrong, V Day can be V cute (get it?) for couples, young or old, new or long-time sweethearts. But for everyone else, it can also be a painful, chocolate-and-flower-ridden reminder of single life.

That being said, no one likes the Scrooge-like whiners who complain about being lonely or try to diminish the happiness of others in order to feel better about their solitude. All the "Singles Awareness Day" ambassadors. Like, we get it, but don't ruin it for the rest of those lovebirds out there; witty self-deprecation gets old pretty quickly. But Valentine's Day is about love, right? So why not turn that love normally reserved (and advertised by Hallmark) for others and turn it on yourself? Or show it to those close friends and family members?

So if you find yourself without a soulmate this Valentine's Day, here are some ways to help the big day go smoothly:

1. Do something fun by yourself.

Whether you're a gregarious person or not, enjoying a night alone is a healthy occurrence every once in a while. Go to that movie you've been dying to watch, visit that museum exhibit you read about, or go out shopping. Pour a glass of wine (or iced tea, no judgement here), order some take-out, and kick up your feet to some Netflix. Celebrate being alive and loved by...someone.

2. Send a nice message to your loved ones.

Remember when you passed out Valentine's Day cards to your classmates in kindergarten? You weren't in love with all of them, so run with that feeling. The central theme of Valentine's Day is love, so make the special people in your life aware of your love for them. If money's tight and you can't get every person a card or box of chocolates, just send a thoughtful note, text, or pick up the phone and tell them you care about them.

3. Don't tear yourself or other people down on social media.

This is essential. Everyone can chuckle at the "single-and-ready-to-mingle" comedy that brings levity to all the bachelors out there. However, when it becomes a soliloquy of "why I'm not good enough" or how "no boy/girl likes me," that represents serious self-confidence issues that should be solved elsewhere, not on social media. On the other hand, some people point their frustrations outward at the world. And when you're alone in introspective thought or isolated from others, that's fine. But does the world really need someone on Facebook bashing other couples who are celebrating their love and happiness? The bottom line is to keep it offline.

4. Don't vandalize, assault, or otherwise offend your ex-lover(s).

Tempting, for sure. But along with not attacking others on social media, also be sure to avoid actually attacking people. Your ex (whom you still follow online for some reason) has a new partner. Good for them. Don't infect their laptop with a virus, or key the new Prius that they got on Valentine's Day, or in any way disrupt their life. It's over between you two, so let bygones be bygones so you can...

5. Embrace the single life!

Valentine's Day should be a great reminder that you are awesome, period. You've got great qualities that make you one of a kind. Plus, you've survived this long, single or otherwise; one of the greatest parts about being single (besides the cheap bill at restaurants, increased bed space, etc.) is knowing that, while it would be nice to have someone in your life, you don't need anyone.

So turn that frown upside down this February 14th! Maybe someday, Lord willing, you'll find that special someone who will make articles like this obsolete. Until then, enjoy the life of a bachelor (or bachelorette) and cheer on all those happy couples!

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I'm The Girl Without A 'Friend Group'

And here's why I'm OK with it


Little things remind me all the time.

For example, I'll be sitting in the lounge with the people on my floor, just talking about how everyone's days went. Someone will turn to someone else and ask something along the lines of, "When are we going to so-and-so's place tonight?" Sometimes it'll even be, "Are you ready to go to so-and-so's place now? Okay, we'll see you later, Taylor!"

It's little things like that, little things that remind me I don't have a "friend group." And it's been like that forever. I don't have the same people to keep me company 24 hours of the day, the same people to do absolutely everything with, and the same people to cling to like glue. I don't have a whole cast of characters to entertain me and care for me and support me. Sometimes, especially when it feels obvious to me, not having a "friend group" makes me feel like a waste of space. If I don't have more friends than I can count, what's the point in trying to make friends at all?

I can tell you that there is a point. As a matter of fact, just because I don't have a close-knit clique doesn't mean I don't have any friends. The friends I have come from all different walks of life, some are from my town back home and some are from across the country. I've known some of my friends for years, and others I've only known for a few months. It doesn't really matter where they come from, though. What matters is that the friends I have all entertain me, care for me, and support me. Just because I'm not in that "friend group" with all of them together doesn't mean that we can't be friends to each other.

Still, I hate avoiding sticking myself in a box, and I'm not afraid to seek out friendships. I've noticed that a lot of the people I see who consider themselves to be in a "friend group" don't really venture outside the pack very often. I've never had a pack to venture outside of, so I don't mind reaching out to new people whenever.

I'm not going to lie, when I hear people talking about all the fun they're going to have with their "friend group" over the weekend, part of me wishes I could be included in something like that. I do sometimes want to have the personality type that allows me to mesh perfectly into a clique. I couldn't tell you what it is about me, but there is some part of me that just happens to function better one-on-one with people.

I hated it all my life up until very recently, and that's because I've finally learned that not having a "friend group" is never going to be the same as not having friends.

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My Mom Is My Biggest Weakness In The Best Way Possible

Although my mom is still my parent, she's also a friend.


My parents are everything to me. They raised me to be independent, strong, smart, and hard working. They made sure to keep me in line, to ensure that I would be respectful and responsible. They raised me to be prepared for the world before I graduated high school. For everything they've done, I'm very grateful.

Focusing on my mom more specifically, she is my weakness. By that I mean, I can go to her with anything and I know she's willing to listen, to be open, and she won't impart judgment.

My mom always knows how to calm me down, but she is the one person who can also make me cry harder. I don't mean this in a bad way. It's just that whenever I've had a tough day or my anxiety has been heightened by some ordeal, I know that if I see my mom or if I even call her over the phone, the waterworks come flooding. I don't know what it is about my mom that makes me feel so emotional, so vulnerable. Each time I go to her, it's almost as if I'm a kid again, crawling into her mother's arms, seeking a nurturing soul to tell me that everything will be okay.

Sometimes I even avoid calling my mom when I'm in a rut because I refuse to cry or feel weak. For instance, if I had a problem, I'd avoid talking to her about it. If a week goes by, I'll update her on my problems, and begin crying about it (even though I was already over it beforehand). My mom can bring out anything from me. She laughs when I tell her this because she knows that no matter how old her baby girl gets, she'll always need her mama.

I think as I've gotten older, I've realized how much more my parents mean to me. As a kid, I always felt like they were against me. I felt as if they didn't want me to do anything and didn't want me to grow. As an adult, I realize it's the exact opposite. My parents have always wanted what's best for me, and because I've grown to understand this, I feel so much closer to them.

I feel as though now, although my mom is still my parent, she's also a friend. She's someone I can go to when I feel down, someone I can go to for a good laugh. She's so much better than me in so many ways. She's outgoing, loud, obnoxious, smart, and is always seeing the good in situations. When I talk about my mom to other people, they're always so interested in meeting with her or talking with her. When they finally get the chance to, they're instantly drawn to her character. They're drawn to her laughter. I kid you not, my mom can light up a room in seconds. She is always the life of the party. It sometimes makes me jealous when people find out how amazing my mother is because I swear they'd rather be friends with her than me.

What people don't see is her struggles. They don't see the pain she goes through with her ongoing injury. They don't see that not only does it take a physical toll, but also an emotional toll. She hides it really well because that's what parents are "supposed to do." My mom is the strongest person I know and to see the two contrasts of her is astonishing. To think that someone so full of life can also battle personal struggles, it's hard to see, especially because she's my mom and all I want is the best for her. One part of my mom struggles while the other part of her is so vibrant, so full of life, so sassy.

I don't know how she's put up with all of the hardships in her life. I've never seen someone work so hard and refuse to fail. She refuses to be taken advantage of. I've never seen someone as amazing as my mother. She can do anything.

I think my mom looks down on herself sometimes. I think, like any woman, she sees imperfections. What I don't think she sees, that I wish she would, is the tenacity she has. I want her to see herself the way I do: beautiful, strong, courageous, sassy, outgoing. I could go on and on about how much my mom inspires me and how she's made me appreciate her in more ways than one.

Mom, thank you for all that you do and all that you are. I hope you know how much Rachel, Vanessa and I all love you. I hope you know that no matter what struggles we go through, you are our rock. You hold the fort down and you're always there to make sure we're good, even when you aren't yourself. Thank you for always thinking of us, for believing in us, and for never turning your back. I love you more than you know.

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