PRINCE CHARMING OR BLUEBEARD?

How the hell did you end up here?

You used to wrap yourself in fairy tales like a blanket. But it was the cold you loved. Sharp shivers as you uncovered the corpses of Bluebeard's wives. Sweeter goosebumps as Prince Charming slid one glass slipper over your little toes, a perfect fit! By the schoolyard, real princesses floated by you on fall winds. You saw the gulf between you and the rich girls and you vowed to stop believing in fairy tales. 

But the stories were in you, deep as poison. If Prince Charming was real, if he could save you. You needed to be saved from the unfairness of everything. When would he come? The answer was a cruel shrug in a thousand fleeting moments. From every boy masquerading like a man, that you let into your body, your heart. You learned you didnt have whatever magic turns a beast into a prince. You surrounded yourself with the people you'd always resented. Hoping to share their power and you hated yourself and that diminished you even more. 

And then, right when you thought you might just disappear, he saw you! And you knew somewhere deep it was too good to be true. But you let yourself be swept. Because he was the first strong enough to lift you. Now in his castle you understand Prince Charming and Bluebeard are the same man. And you dont get a happy end!

Didn't you ask for the Prince Charming? So say you can live like this. Say thank you. Say anything but the truth!