You could have just said you're Canadian.
Riven, I'm more than just Canadian, thank you very much. Also, Canadian doesn't define me, it's part of who I am but I'm more than just that. Yes, I'm Canadian. But also I don't have a political or denominational affiliation (I'm proudly Non-Partisan/Independent) and I'm proudly and staunchly pro-choice, and pro equality for minorities. I'm all of those things, NOT just Canadian.
Daku Rinku, I have no compliment for "St. Valentinus" and his capitalistic scam of a holiday and because he was far from a "saint" (people who think of themselves as "saints" are rarely if ever "saints") and this is basically what his "holiday" does to a lot of people:
https://sqpi.ca/valentines-day-brings-uptick-in-infidelity/
https://www.dailymail.co.uk/femail/article-5379397/30-cheaters-affair-Valentines-Day.html
https://peterstathakos.com/why-do-i-get-caught-cheating-on-valentines-day/
https://torontosun.com/2012/02/03/cheating-hearts
https://www.wptv.com/news/national/mistress-day-an-opportunity-to-catch-cheaters
https://www.emotionalaffair.org/valentines-day-triggers/
Btw, if people are not satisfied with their spouses, the least they could do is get a divorce before they sleep with anyone else, I do not support cheating/adultery. Many partners uncover cheating on Valentine's Day and it's a common phenomenom. Valentine's Day is not just a scam and capitalistic, it's a "holiday" surrounded by a lot of lies, deceit, loss, pain, etc, and it ends with broken-hearted people who have been lied too, deceived, cheated on and taken advantage of. I'll pass on that "holiday".
To people who fail to see why Valentine's Day is ableist (I see there's many of you):
A lot of disabled people like me are mocked, ridiculed and bullied on Valentine's Day and always end up up alone. When we're kids none of our classmates make Valentine's Day cards for us, and as kids and also as adults we get mockery, ridicule and bullying and we get called ableist slurs like "spastic autistic parasite" or "the autistic weirdo" or the r-word or "down syndrome Sylvia" or "mentally challenged John", etc. Also, school is a nightmare as a kid. Not only do other teens rub their relationships in our faces and keep reminding us that we don't have one and that we always get singled out for being different, but also we get beaten. I was beaten and brutalized in school. And would often go home with black eyes, bruises, broken bones and bloody nose.
Adults forced me to go to school (and they did nothing to stop the violence) even though I was depressed and had suicidal thoughts and they treated me like I was the problem and that I just needed to be medicated but I didn't to be medicated, I just needed to be protected from the psychopathic monsters who were brutalizing and bullying me and no amount of "meds" would make the violence stop which was the actual problem and the cause of my depressed and suicidal thoughts and they treated me like I was the problem and like I needed to be drugged and I wouldn't take the "meds" because they made me more depressed and suicidal (drugs like Ativan and certain anti-depressants drove people to suicide, yet they're still selling these drugs, why haven't they been removed from the drug store shelves? These things kill people, drive them to suicide, it's been proven, there's clear documented cases of that). Not only was I physically brutalized, I was sexually assaulted on the playground by the bullies (groping and grabbing my private parts without my consent, and kicking me in the genitals, the teachers saw the bullies sexually assaulting me and did nothing, they turned a blind eye and when I defended myself against my abuser, they suspended me from school, they didn't punish the abusers for bullying or sexually abusing other people, they punished the victims for the so-called "crime" of self-defense).
The teachers did nothing to stop the violence, the school pricipals did nothing, and the cops did nothing. No grown-up was willing to do anything to make it stop, to stop the violence, the harm, the torture, traumas on top of more traumas. Once my mom called the cops and showed them the giant bruise on my forehead after three boys ran me into a fence head first for fun. The nasty sack of garbage cops only got the bullies suspended for about 24 hours and did nothing else. The next day, the bullies were back in school, beating me like ten time harder to punish me for "snitching".
Cops kill unharmed people of color who have done nothing wrong, but they do nothing to save and protect kids from being bullied and brutalized in school when they cry out for help. As a kid the first lesson I learn is this: Adults and police officers can never be trusted. I hated both adults and police officers (who were also adults too), and even now that I am an adult in my early forties I still harbor a lot of hate, disgust and ressentment for adults and police officers because they destroyed my childhood and my innocence and did nothing to help me when I was a defenseless kid, nor did they do anything to help me when I was an adult. To them I was always "the autistic attention-seeker who make stuff up for attention". I as well as other disabled folks experienced a lot of ableism throughout their lives, especially on Valentine's Day. That's the day I experienced the most ableism and rejection. It's still the day I experience the most ableism and rejection. I'm in my early forties and people make fun of me and call me "the eternally celibate and virgin autistic weirdo who can't find a partner". I was never good enough for anyone, not good enough to have a love relationship, a man or a woman to love and who would love me back (I'm bi and I would date people of either gender), I was always told in no uncertain terms that I'm not and never will be good enough for that. Just because I was born with a neurological disability through no choice or fault of my own. That is the epitome of ableism.
Kat.
