Valentines Day

As a youngster, I heard that on Valentines Day, the person who likes/loves you gives you a card, but leaves a question mark inside the card, instead of their name, so you have to guess who it was. Every year until my early teens,  I would worry about the possible card coming through the letterbox, and then get anxious about never being able to know who sent it.
Of course, every year I never had a card, and it made me devalue myself. I honestly thought I was unlovable and unliked because I’d never received one. Goodness, what a naive autistic child I was, taking things literally….
Bit sad, but it just popped into my mind, while being reminded on TV that Valentines is on its way.

I must say, I don’t like this sort of sentiment. Throughout my marriage we both felt somewhat forced to buy cards and gifts until we were much older, when we stopped because of the ridiculous commercialism.

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  • I have never given or received a Valentine's Day card! (My wife and I don't do it for a whole bunch of reasons.)

    Slightly sad story: when I was about thirteen, I was going to school on Valentine's Day. I think there must have been a Tube problem that day, as the carriage was really crowded. I was quite short, and standing by the door, I was shielded from view from people just a metre or two away by all the adults in between.

    I heard some girls from my class talking nearby, but they couldn't see me. They had a blank Valentine's Day card and were planning to give it to one of the geeky boys as a "hilarious" prank. I heard them mention my name as one of the possible victims. I kind of hoped it was me, as I intended to be really nonchalant and throw it straight in the bin with an air of "Oh, do I really need yet another one of these?" To prank the pranksters. However, they must have sent it to someone else or decided not to play the prank as I never saw the card.

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  • I have never given or received a Valentine's Day card! (My wife and I don't do it for a whole bunch of reasons.)

    Slightly sad story: when I was about thirteen, I was going to school on Valentine's Day. I think there must have been a Tube problem that day, as the carriage was really crowded. I was quite short, and standing by the door, I was shielded from view from people just a metre or two away by all the adults in between.

    I heard some girls from my class talking nearby, but they couldn't see me. They had a blank Valentine's Day card and were planning to give it to one of the geeky boys as a "hilarious" prank. I heard them mention my name as one of the possible victims. I kind of hoped it was me, as I intended to be really nonchalant and throw it straight in the bin with an air of "Oh, do I really need yet another one of these?" To prank the pranksters. However, they must have sent it to someone else or decided not to play the prank as I never saw the card.

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