Manufactured Holidays

I hate manufactured holidays like Sweetest Day. The only reason it exists is to sell cards, candy and crap like that. Isn't Valentine's Day enough? And the burden for all this shit is on the guy, never the woman. Why does the guy constantly have to put up with this? If he really loves her, she knows it. All this commercial crap doesn't change that. Of course, all this is coming from a bitter, lonely cynic. Holidays like this remind me of the fact that I have no one in my life. My present situation makes the prospect of that changing unlikely. By the time I get my life straightened out, I'll be too old to even consider starting a relationship.