Valentine's Day is my favorite holiday. I am doubly spoiled, wooed, seduced, worshipped and completely taken care of. It's an absolute whirlwind of luxury and love, all for ME. But that's only half of what makes Valentine's Day so special. The rest serves as an extreme reminder of how you experience NONE of these delights. There's no love and affection for you. No romance. No sex. No love at all. It's just you alone and unloved. No one wants you. You're not special to anyone. It's as if Valentine's Day was invented just to rub your nose in it. And I adore participating in making you cry.