The Disney Theory

We all know the story. Or at least you think you do.

 

Its cliché, overused and unrealistic.

 

Yet we still love it anyway.

 

I mean… Disney paints such beautiful pictures of love.

Fall in love with that girl.

Love in first sight.

 

Steal her from her evil boyfriend cause you know her better, and only you can give her the happiness she deserves.

 

Live happily ever after

 

 

Save her from the wicked witch, a tower, a dragon. Be her prince charming, ride a white horse a magic carpet or heck, and ride a donkey for all I care…

 

Live happily ever after.

 

Happily ever after… really?

 

Every girl wants to be a Disney princess. Wear a gown, crystal shoes, suffer the wrath of a wicked witch, and chew a poison apple… Anything to be the damsel in distress. Waiting for the prince charming to come by. Every guy wants to make the girl his princess. Or queen.

I’ve heard some differing point of views.

 

And at the end of the day, what sums all of it up?

 

A happy ending.

 

Yet our notions of love fall flat in the face of reality. Love very often isn’t as Disney as we expect it to be. Here’s how the story really goes, if it even does. You fall for the girl of your dreams, your best friend, the one who understands you like no other.

 

You chase her, make her feel like a princess, and in turn she falls in love with you. The start is great, the real love story follows. Conflicts arrives, she’s not the princess you thought she is. She gets jealous easily, her temper is horrible, you live under her wrath, she never understands you, and you? How could you possibly understand someone so unreasonable?

 

Where was the girl you once loved? Gone.

 

The after story begins. The best friend becomes the princess; the princess becomes the witch, the ice queen, the dragon.

 

Call it what you want, you know its falling apart.

 

And the prince? He finds another girl, someone who understands him better another best friend…Or he shouts his grieves online as the word sighs for his sorry plight.

But in reality, he’s no better. Who broke the magic? Was it when he started looking at other options, poisoning the princess with jealousy? Or when the feelings faded, hence the magic ends? Or when the man turns into the monster, in anger, in rage, in jealousy.

 

The prince becomes the hypocrite, the victim of love, the beast.

Suddenly it isn’t love that broke the spell. Love is the spell. And it broke with the simplest trick of the book. Time.

Suddenly our love stories become tragedies. We wonder why it always happens to us. Why people always change. We weep in our beds, cursing and swearing.

 

(Now I know I sound like a sour old man, some loser who got his heart broken and now has completely and utterly lost faith in love.  Bear with me, I can promise you I’m still very much the same me.)

 

So that’s how Disney movies go isn’t it?

Or is it…

 

I beg to differ. For me, I like to watch my Disney movies in a different light.

You see… To get the princess, yes we must climb the tower, fight the dragons and slay the witches.

 

But these things aren’t on the outside.

 

They represent the darker side of us. And the ones we love…They are our inner demons, our anger and rage and wrath…We trap ourselves in towers, build walls that hide and protect ourselves from the world, from how others might think of us.. Secretly hoping for someone to tear them down. Someone to embrace the ugly side of us, the beauty in the beast, the frog prince…

 

Love is about these battles, the battles inside. And us? We play every role, the good, the bad and the ugly. Love is about finding that one person that brings out the best in you, the one who can accept the worse in you and the one who understands you like nobody else.

 

The Disney stories were made easy for kids to understand.

 

You don’t find it at the credits; it’s something that you fight for even if it means fighting for the rest of your life.

It is like every other life lesson, something you learn through life…

 

 

And the cost of true love? The price of happily ever after?

 

Never looking back, not regretting a single moment or a choice.

 

Even if that choice is letting.

 

Even if in the end…  The person she ends up with isn’t you.

 

Because you see… It doesn’t matter if she has her happily ever after with you.

 

She just needs to be happy.

 

 

 

To all, happily ever after.

 

Z

 

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