I had a pretty hectic childhood and ended up living with my grandad from the age of 12 and life was perfect.
He was my world and after years of him fighting for me i found him dead on Valentine’s Day. A healthy man in his late 50s just died in his sleep.
He was like my dad and he referred to me as the daughter he always wanted etc.
The first few years that he was gone I was an absolute mess but these days I just seem to reflect on valentines.
This is my AIBU. My partner keeps going on valentines is a big thing for him and that he’s sure I can learn to ‘enjoy it’. Last year was nice, we just ate nice food in front of the tele all snuggled up. I find it completely disrespectful the idea of putting on sexy underwear and having a dirty weekend away, which he has suggested. I do not want a card saying ‘happy valentines’ as it’s the death of the man I loved the most.
AIBU just to say that Valentine’s Day isn’t in my calendar and we don’t need a commercial holiday and that’s the last I want to hear about it.