There are no princes, only heroes.

As a little girl, I have always dreamed that I’m going to be a princess when I grow up and I will live in a castle where my prince would save me. But as the years go by, my dreams turned into nightmares, and I became a nobody. No prince, no castle, nothing. Years of fantasizing about a good life were gone. Good thoughts about a great future is nothing but non existent, and all that’s left is reality and how my life is falling apart. My momma always told me that I’m a brave girl, that I am strong and that I would conquer everything with my fearlessness because I was shaped from the image of her but no momma, it was you who was brave, who was strong, who was fearless and I might have looked like you but I never got the good qualities that you wanted me to have. In fact, to disappoint you even further, I am weak, my heart is full of daunt, I am reckless and I make bad decisions. I did not conquer the world, I was just trying to survive it. Then I cried, realizing that I grew up letting down everyone ,who believed in me and I became this train wreck that can’t see any good in anything anymore. Maybe if I hadn’t dream that high, I wouldn’t feel this bad about everything. If I had only realize that there are no princes, only heroes that dressed like a normal person who fights their own battles everyday. If I had known, that I wouldn’t be the princess that I wanted, but the hero that myself needed to be.