Why was Cinderella so helpless?
From where I stand, her problem was never that she was forced to serve her evil step mother and her two step sisters. What’s odd and quite frankly irritating is that she chose to hide and miserably clean the house when she could go out and find her happiness.
We choose the life we live.
Granted some of us are more blessed than others. She has better hair. He’s smarter than I am. They’re richer and more famous and obviously more talented. That’s life.
What are you gonna do about it?
It’s your choice. You can willow in your pain and continue to sweep the floors while your step sisters live life and meet the prince or you can do the brave thing, the hard thing. Stand on your two feet and walk out into the world.
I know it may have taken a lot of confidence for Cinderella to finally trade her raggedy dress for that head turning ball gown. But as I’ve learned, confidence is not something you’re born with. You learn exude to it. So go on, practice on that confident stride and show the world what you’re made of.
Harsh as it may be at first, you will learn to walk then run to wherever you are the happiest.
Stop hiding, you have nothing to be ashamed of.
Unlike Cinderella, you don’t need a fairy godmother. You can wave your own magic wand and be the person you’ve always wanted to be. It matters less if that’s a princess living in a castle on top of a hill or a published author who travels the world. You want to be happy? Go make it happen.
In the end, you’ll get your version of a happily ever after.
Only, this time, you made it happen.