Growing up, I always dreamed of having this grand gesture romance where a guy would buy me flowers, we would dress fancy and go to expensive dinners. This was also back when I was convinced I was going to marry the little boy who lived next door. Well, he moved away and last I heard was struggling with drug abuse in Eastern Canada. I, on the other hand, still dream of having this big romance but discovered that life doesn't necessarily work like that or at least not in this time. In the age of dating apps and hookup culture, it seems like the romance of relationships has died.
At 21, I have had a grand total of three relationships and they have all been very far from that big, dreamy romance. Absolutely nothing against those people I dated but they weren't the one and it just wasn't right. It took a lot of work with my therapist, (I have a history of anxieties, depression, and self loathing/deprecation) but I finally decided "f*ck it" and bought myself flowers. I continued to buy flowers, specifically from a little old lady at Lonsdale Quay. My landlady at the time thought I was wooing all the boys but in reality I had decided that if no one was going to buy me flowers that I would buy them myself. This has continued for a couple years and I don't plan on stopping any time soon. The dream of being given flowers is still alive in my heart but I know that I will find that person one day and it will be amazing. That being said, it is hard being single especially when most of your childhood friends back home are getting married and having kids. But I am in no hurry to find "the one", instead I am finally ready to enjoy the journey to find them. So my advice to you, reader, whether you are in a relationship or not, go buy yourself some flowers. This isn't a time where women aren't allowed money or work. You can be your own, independent person with a bunch of flowers. Let the people stare! In reality they're just jealous that you have flowers and they don't.