So this concept and idealisation of ideal love is a curious
one. I am genuinely bemused. I believed in it. All of it.
I thought I had found it. Like a
fairy tale story. The prince who finds
the girl and she gets to be a princess.
Like a child I daydreamed that I was that girl. Yet ideal love, the kind I believed he gave
me is just the fairy tale start. Not the
fairy tale ending like the books might suggest but the entire reverse.
Childlike stories tell of princes who climb mountains, slay
dragons and travel for days and nights to find their princess. It all ends in a fairy tale wedding and the
story ends. We never actually learn
about them and their life. The story has
ended by then. Yet when dating a
narcissist it is all mixed up.
We don’t really know who he is when he arrives, and then all
of a sudden we are living a fairy tale life.
The thing it, he hasn’t had to work very hard to get his princess. He has used words, yes and he may have bought
gifts and made gestures that ensure we feel special but that’s his rush to the
fairy tale part. He is in such a hurry
to have it, the really hard work got missed out.
Here is the irony of the upside down ideal love story. When the fairy tale has been secured, he then
wants us, the princess, to do all the hard work.
There are no dragons to slay but there is peace to keep and the
mountains certainly need climbing.
As the woman in a relationship with this supposed prince we
will work harder and harder to get the fairy tale back, the one we had a teeny
taste of.
The sad thing is fairy tales don’t exist. It's so far from the real world that
ultimately reality bites and what we are left with is how people actually live
their lives and have relationships. Normal relationships are completely
different.
I have been thinking about this a lot today.
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