Valentine's Day is next week, and I won't even sit here and pretend love is super great. In fact, for the first time in my life I actually hate the word love and everything it encompasses. I am no longer the starry-eyed, hopeful girl I once was. The truth is even when you try your hardest and give everything you have to someone else, it doesn't always work out. I'm not a Debbie Downer but it sucks to feel isolated, alone, and unimportant. So if you're lucky in love, please do tell me your secrets.