No Prince, just a Beast

It isn't hard to find a woman who has dreamt of their future. The moment we all wait for, that one we as little girls are conditioned to dream of.  The movies and cartoons that feed us the dream of love and how one day our prince will come. What a bunch of bullshit! We buy into it cause we hope that one day we will find that perfect ending. What if there really is no prince charming? What if the beast is just a beast?

Living in a city where there is so much to do so many people to meet, it is hard not to meet a variety of people daily. Yet we have dating websites, speed dating, social media, you name it there is a way to connect. We are connected by our smart phones, computers, friendships, and just the everyday interactions we have. So, how is it a single girl somehow can't find the perfect guy?

My story isn't that of a fairy tale, it isn't about a Beauty who finds love and lives her happily ever after. Mine is a story of a Beauty who meets a man who is so good at playing the beast, the beauty sees her hidden prince. He sweeps her off her feet, no he didn't give her a library. What he gave her was something far more meaningful, he gave her time, passion, tenderness, lessons and lies.

There are moments in our lives where we can sit back and reflect on a time when we fell a victim to the one who made us believe that there really is a fairy tale ending. Someone who brought us so much joy that we saw past all the signs. You know those big blaring red flags, the only thing missing was the robot screaming "warning will rogers warning". Yet we probably would have ignored the robot anyways.

It goes without saying that if it looks too good to be true it just might be. In my friends case she didn't find her prince charming. What she found was so much more than that. She found herself, she realized that maybe the beauty doesn't need a beast to rescue her from her everyday life. That maybe the support she has in her circle of friends was much more than any beast could ever give. That the love she yearned for was inside her all along.

Although she may still believe that there is a man out there who will give her that amazing story; it may not be that fairy tale that she had once dreamt of. However, it will be much more next time. It will be one where they rescue each other. As for the beast he got exactly what he deserved a life alone in the castle that he hides behind. The beauty well for now she is living her own happily every after.

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