Sure, I could go on and on about maximizing your single season; learning yourself, building an empire…blah blah blah; everything else I’ve said in previous blogs and that you’ve probably read in every blog written by women FOR women, but I’m not going to. Today, I just want to sort of…relate and offer a different perspective.
Disney is my jam. Like I love me some animated characters. I’m actually very serious about keeping track of when Disney classics come out of the Vault…Haha, but the older I get, the more frustrated I become with “and they lived happily ever after.”
I mean, she gets Charming in the end, the dragon is slain, the kiss works, she gets long legs and a hot brunette, the slipper fits, the snowman gets to live in Summer, Nemo is found, the beast is really a sexy blonde, the lost boy gets adopted, all the dogs went to heaven, he’s a real boy and on and on… Just like that...they all live happily ever after.
For example, this chick kissed an amphibian. It’s gross and yet…I’d be lying if I said I’ve never considered it. There’s no way I’m the only person who’s considered kissing a few frogs in life just to see if Prince Charming was on the other end. –Desperate times call for slimy measures- Seriously there are times when you do want to take risks, even when you know the outcome will probably not be in your favor. Sometimes, you want to believe in fairies. Sometimes you want what you want and you’re willing to risk getting warts for it. *side eye* I intend for it to be a metaphor but apply that as you see fit. All I’m sayin’ is, she gets a prince and you get a prescription.
Pinocchio was a tree, Ariel was a sixteen year old fish who didn’t talk, Elsa was a true light skin at icy heart –all fun and shade- and Princess Fiona turned into an Ogre every night -NOT just when she had cramps-! How in the WORLD did things turn out so right for them?
Of course, we all know they’re fictional characters but we still (or at least I do) daydream about what life would be like if it all just came together perfectly at the end of an hour and a half feature. We’d get the love of our lives, crazy adventures, ball gowns that fit perfectly, shoot…clear skin. Lol.
It’s so incredibly easy to envy how the good guy always wins and “the wish comes true” because it doesn’t happen like that in real life. I mean I can count the candles I’ve blown out and I STILL have yet to receive my Barbie Dream House (that hits home)… so I understand the frustration, but what if we looked at things from a different perspective? What if we looked at things a bit more realistically?
If you think about it, we are a bit fairytale-ish in a sense where like them, we need saving. All of our dragons were designed to be slain by one common thing; an act of true love. We may not have experienced true love’s kiss (or any for that matter) but our dragons were defeated by THEE ultimate act of true love… Sacrifice. –That’s beautiful; OUT of this world…but it’s hard to appreciate when our stories don't seem to be headed down smooth paths that appear to be leading to “and she lived happily ever after.” It’s hard to remember the many times God has come to our rescue -undefeated- when we don’t have a knight in shining armor standing in our faces. All we see are the dungeons too deep to escape and the towers too tall to climb down. I understand that. I really do… but the more we envy these depictions of “Happily Ever After”, the more we start to become the villains we’re so desperately trying to get away from.
I’ve come to learn that trying to escape the real world for the one I see in these fairytales is impossible. Not only because the laws of nature and well..reality forbid it, but because I am a REAL girl who lives in a REAL WORLD facing REAL ISSUES. -Pinocchio had no idea what he was asking for.- My story wasn’t written for entertainment purposes and I can’t wave my wand to zap away all of my issues. It’s nothing deep; frogs just aren’t shape shifters.
Remember, you are a real beauty whose prince took her place in cursed REM. Jesus gave his life because we aren’t Disney characters ladies...and this is in fact…real life. Character is built when you stop trying to be one.