In those folk tales, they wronged our concept that when a fairy is in a trouble, it's a prince who'll come and rescue her. They wronged our concept that we have enough time to wait. It's not a good idea, to stay imprisoned and captive by those iron chains which are making your ankles bleed badly. It's just like shooting an arrow and drawing bull eye around it. In reality, you have to shoot an arrow with a bull eye already drawn. You'll get many of them missed and you may run out of arrows without even one hitting the center. So it's just you, you've to count on, in your darkest days. It's you who have to break these heavy chains, restricting you to cherish the happiness life owes to you. It's you who have to break this cage. It's you who have to fight with this giant monster to escape from this evil jungle into marvelous world where sun shines at its fullest. It's just you my fairy. Pain is real. Wounds are real. Darkness is real. Effort is real. Prince is an illusion. You might get a good partner out there in the beautiful world but it's not he, on whose shoulder is responsibility of setting you free when you feel captive . It's you. He has his own life and his own burdens to bear. Together you can live your life to fullest without a dependency. Okay beautiful? Don't spoil your thoughts by irrational beliefs. Chin up. Pick up your sword, ready your horse. Be a warrior. Not a worrier.
STRONG WOMEN DON'T LOOK INTO SOMEONE ELSE'S EYES FOR THEIR FIGHTS.
