After a good review from a close friend. I finally got up the nerves to go and buy the DVD movie "Valentines Day" and watch it for the first time. I dreaded watching it because I know how I get watching too many love stories. However it turned out to be really good and really funny. I was glad that it wasn't a movie about all the perfect valentine couples celebrating that RETARTED day lol. It was more about all the things going wrong on valentine's day. People getting dumped, cheated on, or even throwing a "I hate valentine's day" party. But one thing for certain is the movie did bring back memories of all my valentines day horrors. Rather than tell them all, I'll just tell you my very first valentine horror which happens to be the worst of them all.
I was 15 and my boyfriend was 17 and out of school while I was in high school. He told me, he'd meet me on the corner at lunch time to bring me my gift. When the lunch bell rang, I ran to the corner with much anticipation. I waited and waited and finally I see his younger brother walking towards me from a distance. He was carrying some balloons to which the helium had started to deflate, so the balloons were dragging on the ground. He had a heart box of chocolates and the biggest most beautiful red and white Teddy Bear that I'd ever seen. It was like the carnival size stuff animals you win. Definitely too big to put in a locker. I said where is your brother. He said "he was on his way but the copes picked him up and took him away in their car". I was so confused and asked why and he said he didn't know. So I took my gifts and went back to school very worried. When I got to class I opened the box of chocolates and half of them were gone because his brother ate it lol on his way to meet me. When I got home from school I called him and he answered and I can't remember what the reason was the cops took him but he was back at home and ok. That night we were suppose to go roller skating together. We had always gone together. He said he was really tired and wasn't going to go. He knew I wouldn't go without him. So I said ok and hung up. I changed my mind and decided to go with one of my friends. When I walked in, I found him kissing a girl in the arcade room. I immediately started crying. I didn't know what to do. So I walked up to him and tapped him on the shoulder and said I thought you weren't going skating. He literally grabbed the girls hand and walked away from me like he didn't even know me. Geezzz just typing this is giving me goose bumps and bringing tears to my eyes. It was valentines day, my first boyfriend, first valentines day and it hurt so much to see him kissing another girl. When I got home I was so upset and hurt that I decided to take that HUGE beautiful bear and rip it to shreds. And that's exactly what I did. Now here comes the worst part of it all. The next day I got a phone call from his mother asking did he give me a huge red and white teddy bear. I said yes. She said "I'm sorry but I'm going to have to ask for that bear back". I said "why"? She said "my son took that teddy bear from his grandmother and her dead husband gave that to her years ago". OMG I'm sure your mouths are on the floor now, as mine was while I was on the phone. I said, the bear is destroyed. Your son cheated on me with another girl and I got upset and tore the bear apart. It's nothing but a bag full of cotton. CLICK....she hung up the phone in my face. What horrible person would do such a thing. It never dawned on me that the plastic the bear was wrapped in was sort of yellow. Like how plastic looks when it gets really old. I've never been so hurt in all my life. Now I was feeling guilt on top of hurt.
Watching that movie made that memory vivid in my mind. And as the movie came to an end and suddenly happy endings were happening...I found myself balled up on my couch crying. I felt the pain all over again as if it had happened that day. And to make matters worse, the pain of being single for all these year sank in and I cried for the first time in 2 years about me being single. And sadly I'm crying now.
I remember that day and how hurt you were. :( Now I know this might sound crazy, because it definitely wasn't my first thought, but here it goes. Maybe you should consider forgiving him, so you can let it go, and take away the power that memory and that person has over you. That goes for anyone else who may have hurt you, because most likely there living their lives, without a second thought, and possibly don't even remember what they've done to you.
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