I Am No Damsel In Distress

I am no damsel in distress.

Most women wait for their prince charming to come and rescue them from their miserable single life and offer them happily ever after. I repeat, most women. Not all.

Only those (women or men) who are not happy with their lives need rescuing. The truth is, the only person who can bring you out of your misery is yourself. No fairy godmother or magic spell can transform your pumpkin into a golden carriage (damn Cinderella and her damsel in distress drama). I am aware of that. So I know that I am no damsel in distress.

I know that I hold the power and that I have the last say as to how my ending will be.

As Mandy Hale often reminds the single, “Design a life so amazing that you don’t want to be rescued from it.”

When you are enjoying life, finding happiness in all that you do and in all the places you go to, you invite people to join you in your journey. You don’t make them take pity on you and help you out of your misery.

When you’re on top of the world, only those who are bold and courageous enough will make the effort to be with you. Only the secure and the mature will appreciate you. You become a challenge. You will discourage the complacent and the weak. You will make the insecure envious. Thus, expect a number of admirers and a few haters. You unknowingly repel toxic people. That’s a bonus!

I don’t want to be that poor naive princess who sits around (or sleeps) on her castle all day, waiting for a prince to swing by and hopefully get a glimpse of her and decide to set her free from her “prison tower”. I’d rather be out there, fighting for my kingdom, resisting evil stepmothers or witches or whomever is trying to steal my happiness away from me, protecting my people, seeing the world in all it’s majesty, actually getting a life.

I am no damsel in distress. I am not impressed by your shining armor. I can fight my own battles. You don’t have to rescue me, sweetheart, but you’re welcome to join me in my kingdom anytime. First, show me your battle scars and tell me your war story. You might be just another frog who needs rescuing. In which case, you picked the wrong princess.