This is a little story that I will be retelling later in life if I'm blessed enough to have daughters one day. I hope you enjoy the madness that is my mind. Let's get started!
So, Mr. Disney constantly showed me pictures of unicorns, and on screen, I witnessed average girls like myself meet these incredible unicorns and live happily ever after. I knew it was possible, and it was something I wanted out of life! Thank you, Walt, for helping me realize a dream!
Then, I grew up.
While I still wanted to believe that unicorns existed, real life experiences were clouding the waters for me. Whether it was happening directly to me, or to friends or family members, most of the girls I knew were ending up with types like these:
So, I was bombarded by real life examples that made me feel like maybe unicorns didn't exist after all. As I grew ever older, I was even told that by cynical women who'd been done wrong. "Get your head out of the clouds, girl," they said. "If you want to be happy in life, adjust your expectations because unicorns don't exist. Those Disney fairy tales really do a disservice to girls because it skews their expectations to something unattainable. Go find yourself a good horse and learn to be satisfied with that."
That was discouraging.
Then, you'd meet someone who had a fantastic relationship that had, say, sustained 20+ years. They'd tell you stories about the sweet things their unicorn had done for them, and why they were so lucky to have one. They'd tell you to hold out until you found a unicorn - you know, that special someone that treats you the way you truly deserve. Mind you, they couldn't point out any unicorns for you, but they told you to keep a look out.
That was frustrating.
So, to recap: You believe in unicorns even though you've never seen one. Then, you realize you're only dating horses and donkeys. Then, you're told to settle for a good horse. Then, you see someone who has a unicorn (you get insanely jealous), and you're told to wait for the unicorn. (And people wonder why dating is so difficult and confusing).
Then, a relationship with what you thought was a good horse ends, and you're moseying along throughout the fields they call life for awhile. A few months go by, and you get set up on a blind date way out in the field. You show up, see this date and BAM!
You can't quite believe it, so you inch over very cautiously to take a closer look. You decide that it does, in fact, look like a unicorn. But, you're skeptical because let's face it - you've never seen an available unicorn in your life! It couldn't be true.