November is about being thankful. December is a perpetual food coma. January is the era of ‘new year, new me’ #goals. February is the month that bitch slaps you, just in case you actually survived the last handful of months with any dignity still intact.
Valentine’s Day has been renamed over the years as ‘Galentines Day’, ‘Single’s Awareness Day’ or simply ‘The Worst Day on Earth’. All of them – in my opinion – are fairly extreme.
It’s just another day. Or it used to be.