Being Held Captive

When you are young, you believe in fairy tales. You believe that there is a Prince Charming out there waiting for you, to come swooping in and make all your problems disappear. That he'll show up on a horse-drawn carriage, with a dozen roses, ready to confess his undying love for you. You'll start the rest of your life with him. You'll get married, have babies, get two dogs, a cat, and maybe even a fish. Be a stay at home mother to your children while your husband goes off to work. And hopefully, you'll grow old together. See your children grow up and have families of their own. And maybe, just maybe you'll be lucky enough to live your happily ever after.

But when you grow up, the image you once knew becomes distorted. You no longer wait for your prince to arrive. You no longer constantly look down the road for that horse and carriage. You make a life for yourself; one that you never saw coming. It's taken years but you no longer rely on the lies that were fed to you as a little one. You've come face to face with reality and it scares you half to death. Although it is brutal, you've come to terms with it. Prince Charming is now the Villain of the story called Life.