It's been a long time since I've fantasized about a fairy tale. I'm talking full on, everything-works-out-so-perfectly-it-must-have-been-staged-or-written-by-Disney fairy tales.
I feel so cynical nowadays. I believe that fairy tales happen, but I also believe in hard work in relationships. Love is a choice, not simply a feeling. It's also more powerful as a choice. But I question if my cynicism has crushed hope.
I feel like I am outside of the castle moat. I feel like I will never have my happy ending. I feel more like the ugly stepsister than Cinderella.
My poor future husband. He's going to have to make me believe I'm living out my happy ending with him.
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