This post is quite sappy and melodramatic (but let’s be honest, if you’ve read any of my writing, you know I do this a lot).
It’s Valentines Day today and another reminder from society that I am single.
Granted, every year, I’ve felt this feeling.
Anyone who knows me knows that I’ve never been in a relationship. And although I thought I was ready to be in one last year, I think the more time I’ve spent understanding myself and life, the more I realize how important it is to learn to love myself before I can expect anyone else to.
I’ve been contemplating a lot. Not just about love, but about life in general.
The global economy. I could go on for hours about Sino-US trade relations, or the global political-economic trends, or why some countries are poor while others are thriving.
Religion. Because I’ve been taking a course called “God” for my humanities minor. And now I have the omniscience objection against God, the religious orthodox faith proof, the argument of design, the argument of evil and 4 miseries, and the cosmological argument. I’ve read Descartes, Plato, Aristotle, Hume, and German Philosopher’s works.
I can talk to you about finance. Money is just a construct. Credit and debt are fallacies. And compound interest is the 8th wonder of the world.
And finally, I can talk to you about love.
Why love can be poisonous. Why love is often an external projection of our internal selves. How love can be corrupted.
But also why love is the greatest power we can possess–but also dangerous when we allow love to possess us instead.
I’m single for another Valentine’s Day but I’m also happy that it’s a day for a celebration of people in love.
I believe deeply in love. I believe that having a good partner is integral to a happy life. And I’m happy to see other people live through relationships.