Is there a designated point in one's life when a once-deprived child relives part
of his/her childhood
as an adult
We're all familiar with the infamous mid-life crisis in which seemingly
innocent, harmless old people go out and do one of four things:
But what about when you're nineteen? Now, I'm not saying I'd like to marry
a young blonde with a chest bigger than her head who's also half my age. Besides,
that would be illegal for more than one reason. No, I'm talking about something
much worse: I have a princess complex.
I wish there was a support group for people like me.
"Hi, my name is Aurora51 and I have a princess complex. On a bad day I find
myself donning my extra large "I'm a Little Princess" t-shirt made for an eight
year old, putting on one of my crowns, and walking around in public places.
On a good day I am content to stare longingly at my Disney Princesses poster
and just hope that someday that'll be me up there in between Snow White and
Cinderella and then pray for strength to overcome my illness." Yes, that's
as good as it gets.
My entire collection of obsessive princess accessories consists of: posters,
coloring books, a toe ring, two crowns (one silver one gold), stickers,
pajamas, and 8 year old's t-shirt, a wash cloth (it was a gift; I'm not THAT
pathetic!), a kid's cup, and a file of saved pictures off the internet.
Does this make me a sick person? Every once in a while I find myself complaining
that i can't be a princess. Whenever I see princesses on TV I let out a faint
whimper. I even go so low as to scoff at Belle and Cinderella for not
really being princesses but being married into it. My boyfriend has taken
my whining and complaining as a hint that I would like to go see the movie "Princess
Diaries" and as much as I love his effort to help me, seeing that movie would
only cause more grief.
Is there no hope for me? How does a person grow out of something like this
at this age? I can't replace it with dreams of being a firefighter or the world's
first female president like most kids do. Hell, I'm about to be thrust unwillingly
into adulthood as it is. I am at a loss for relieving myself of this painful
illness. I guess my best attempt will just be to ride it out and keep myself
from buying anymore princess crap. Perhaps I should get a new addiction.
Anybody got any crack?