#grrls

I’ve been thinking about this old fashioned princess. A girl who grew up like Harry Potter. Abused and neglected, she was made to do the all the chores, the house duties, the cooking and cleaning, while her step sisters were pampered and her step mother got away with all of it.

I’ve been thinking of her kindness despite all of this.

For so long I looked down on her, this woman, a commoner turned princess. “All she did” I would say “was sit and wait for her prince to come.”

Why have I let this be the narrative?

Cinderella’s kindness was not weakness. Her gentle habits, her smile, her songs, they were not a sign of being weak. They were a sign of her strength. A sign of her desire to be herself, to be kind, despite the cruelty upon her.

She did not wait for a prince, she went to the ball because she wanted to, not because she wanted to be married, but she wanted to dance. She wanted to have fun.

She was going to live her life to the fullest despite the harshness of her world.

And that? That is strength.

I want to be like Cinderella. I want to live my life with dreams and wishes. I want to love others and myself even when the world tells me “no”. Even when the world tells me I don’t deserve to have nice things, I want to grab those things with both hands anyways.

Mood board inspired by the song “Grrls” by Aviva for anon

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