Sorry for being MIA, the holidays were… well… the holidays. I have a long post half written but so much has happened that it can wait. This is something that came to me the other day when I was talking to another DC blogger. Something she knows, something I know but need to fully embrace and something a few of our friends need to learn:
Disney really fucked us over
What do I mean? I mean: Sorry Snow, Aurora and Ella, but Prince Charming isn’t real and he isn’t going to save you. There is no white knight on a steed with colors flying coming to rescue you from the life you have to give you the life you deserve. All those movies of my youth, the ones I have special collectors edition DVDs of, are fairytales and fairytales don’t happen in real life.
Also for all you Vicki Vales, Lois Lanes and Mary Jane Watsons, stop falling off of buildings, getting trapped in the path of speeding trains and in general getting tangled up with the wrong men who only want to bring you harm. There are no superheros who are going to fly in just in the nick of time to save you sorry ass again. So watch your step and look both way before crossing the street.
What I’m saying to you and to the woman in the mirror: You have to save yourself, no one else can do it for you. It takes a lot of courage and strength to take that first step to really changing your life. I know, I’ve been trying to gather strength for over two years. I am lucky to have friends who know what’s happening and have been through it, but in the end it’s all up to me.
Wow, that friend of yours… she must have been really smart.
And occasionally a smart ass, but I <3 her. Thanks for being there.
I don’t have have the feeling that anyone is going to “save” me but myself. But, I do think that our wannabe “heroes” all serve a purpose in our life. Whether its that they push you toward your possibility, or action, or just show you something you didn’t realize before – good or bad. I guess I’m not entirely ready to let them go just yet. I just keep it a in perspective.
I’m not saying there aren’t superheros, but they aren’t the ones who will save us from us. I do have a few superheros who I keep close, they keep me focused, on track and remind me that I need to do what I can to be happy. They aren’t going to knock on the door, grab me, fly away and place me into a new life. I need to do that one my own, they are there to help make the transition a little easier, if at all possible