What I Once Called Love: The Drafts

I Am No Princess

I am no princess.

I have no moat-encircled castle to look down on my kingdom from. My father is no king nor is my mother a queen. I have no wicked stepmother or evil siblings to fool for a night out on the town. I was not raised to know which fork is proper for salads or steaks. There is not a single ball gown in my closet nor is there glass slippers to dance in. I did not attend local coming out parties as a means to meet the eligible bachelors whom might bring my family up in the world. Not a single living organism must be slain for my heart to find its joy. There is no guaranteed happily-ever-after at the end of my story.

No.

I was raised in a two bedroom apartment in a cramped country neighborhood. My parents were both workaholics, having up to three jobs at a time for the majority of my life. I have brothers of both blood and unofficial adoption, but none of them are any more dangerous than your average knucklehead. My backdoor ethics mean that I am not welcomed at most dinner tables in my hometown. I would much rather wear a pair of good fitting jeans and a classic sneaker to a bar than any dress. I avoid social gatherings like they're the plague unless I have a fellow wallflower to hide in the corner with. While no one has to die for my happiness, I will admit to being a bit over-excited when the Kentucky Men's Basketball team loses.

No. I am not like any princess you'll find in the pages of your favorite fairy tale. However, there are still a few myths I wish were true.

I do wish that every struggle was greeted with some animal sidekick to assist you on the journey. I do wonder what it would be like to be able to look the part, even if it's just for one night. I am curious about what it's like to fall in love with someone overnight and know that they will turn their whole world upside down to include you in it. I do want my own happily-ever-after.But I am no princess, this life is no fairytale, and no one is guaranteed a happy ending.