Princess

Princess

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When I was younger, I thought being a 'Princess' consisted of going to tea parties and wearing frilly dresses. I didn't mind going to tea parties and I could tolerate the dresses if there were good snacks. That was a common misconception, a mere illusion created by fantastical writers who lie to young girls with a promise about a non-existent luxurious life and a charming Prince to sweep her off her feet; being a Princess meant so much more. It meant having to give up countless of opportunities; it meant being selfless; and it meant sacrificing yourself to a marriage with an unknown stranger. ___________________________________________________________________________________ "You are not ugly and have a decent level of intelligence!" Well, what a way to boost my self-confidence.
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