Several years ago, on a chilly Valentine’s Day evening, I found myself sitting cramped in a London restaurant with my ex-fiance, a Mr Unavailable. Agitated and irritated, I knew he intended to propose, which should be a wonderful event to look forward to. Instead, my mind whirred with conflict. We’d only been together for a few months, and most of the time he’d annoyed the crap out of me with his jealousy, possessiveness, and controlling, which had caused some enormous arguments.

Our relationship was passionate, but even sitting there trying not to throttle him, I knew it was a mistake to say yes. I guess I thought that if I said yes though, it would make everything alright.

Like many a Mr Unavailable, he knew just how to kill a moment.

You’d swear he needed a gold medal for him deciding that he wanted to propose. Yet the conflict of being a Mr Unavailable meant that despite him being the one to decide to do this grand gesture, he was behaving like a complete and utter assclown. He knew in his heart of hearts that he could never deliver on any of the shite he talked about.

It’s a bit like when Mr Unavailables agree to go on holiday and then they essentially pee on your parade in the run up to it. Or they ruin the holiday itself. They don’t want you thinking that you can count on them too much and, ultimately, they don’t want to be there feeling too connected, too committed.

Proposals fool many women. They don’t realise that, for assclowns and Mr Unavailables, the cost of forking out on a ring is still nothing compared to what they feel is the cost of actually delivering on the expectation of a ring or even a relationship.

If anything, it buys them time and creates a massive illusion of how wonderful they are. Then that dissipates, leaving you very confused when you realise you’re not actually going to make it down the aisle.

I know beyond any doubt that the only reason he proposed was to get the relationship under his control.

He wanted to remove the power he thought I had. And his plan worked over time until I left him.

Despite my misgivings, I didn’t listen to myself. I said yes when he asked (looking back, you couldn’t get a more detached proposal and acceptance if you tried – fake smiles all round…). Afterwards, as the reality set in, I wondered if it would be very bad manners to slip to the bathroom and make a rapid exit out the window!

Why am I telling you this?

Because aside from it being Valentine’s Day today, it’s also a day when many a woman around the world will make an error in judgement because she attaches too much to this Hallmark day.

Next thing you know, you’re sending a text, picking up the phone, responding to his contact, and thinking you’ll get back together. Tomorrow, in a few days, or over the next few weeks, possibly even before the day is out, misery will be back.

If you’re in a relationship that’s already floundering, you may have high expectations of Valentine’s Day. It’s as if today is supposed to extract new behaviours and can change him into the man you want him to be.

You may have ideas about what you’d like to be doing or what you’d like to be given. There’s a good chance you might simmer with disappointment later or feel confused by the anti-climax that will follow even if he does do something. Valentine’s Day doesn’t eradicate the real issues that exist in the relationship.

Placing too much stock in Valentine’s Day can only lead to pain.

It’s just one day out of a whole 365, and it’s a gesture-based day. If you lose your mind over Valentine’s Day, it’s a fairly good indicator that you might be someone who needs the gesture more than the substance.

I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again: I’ll take consistency over a moment, over a day, over a big gesture.

As women, we have to stop dining off glimpses of decency and chasing a beginning when we’re already in the middle or toward the end of our relationship saga.

There’s no point obsessing about how great things were in the beginning, if the beginning stopped a long time ago and the consistent relationship and his behaviour is far removed from it. That’s the real him and the real relationship.

The boyf and I are going out for our first ‘Valentine’s’ dinner tonight even though we’ve been together for a few years. It’s actually not about Valentine’s. With another baby on the way, a diva toddler, both of us with hectic schedules, we figured we’d use the excuse of the day to eat out (a bit like a two fingers to the credit crunch…). My dad will also be here to babysit.

I haven’t cared for Valentine’s Day for a long time, though, because I realise it should be about celebrating love, not losing your mind expecting from people who don’t know the meaning of love or going crackers about being ‘alone’. You can still feel alone even when you’re with one of these guys.

Valentine’s Day is a commercially driven day that induces anxiety in many people. It’s crucial to keep the day in perspective as much as possible.

Wherever you are today and whatever you’re doing, that celebration of love must start with you.

Don’t spend the day looking for love in all the wrong places and remember that it’s just a day.

If you’re feeling nostalgic, whilst it’s nice to remember, keep it real. Yes, you can remember what a fab Valentine’s Day you had last year, but if he’s a dickhead that subsequently treated you badly, rather than indulge in nostalgia and focus on the minor positive, I’d balance out the nostalgia with the realism of who he is.

In the meantime, enjoy the love of people who really do love you. Love doesn’t always have to be packaged up in romantic relationships.

Happy Valentine’s Day.

Love Natalie/NML xxx

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