I haven’t looked at these pictures in a while. It feels weird to look at them now. I think they belong to another world, and the girl wearing the white gown and the veil isn’t really me.
I guess it’s me after all. I never believed in fairy tales, and the prince charming story didn’t make much sense to me. Yet, when the day of my wedding finally came, I did everything the way every little girl dreams her wedding to be. I had the big white gown, the veil, the castle, the great food, about one hundred guests and what else… ah also a huge cathedral.
So here we are. The scenery couldn’t be more perfect. The weather, the sky, birds, trees, squirrels, they all sang the melody of love just like in Cinderella. And I believed for one moment bliss would last forever.
I felt so impatient to start my new life, I was eager to know when it’d begin! Oh give me details, fill me in, come on, I’m dying here!
We ate. We drank. We danced.
Everything felt just right. I accomplished everything a woman could ask for and I was meant to live happily ever after.
Two souls became one, and as long as love belonged to the picture, possibilities would be endless.
But love didn’t last.
I got thrown against a wall of pre-conceived ideas and when the wall finally broke, I realized the fairy tale had only been a dream. I had opened a new chapter in the book of my life and I didn’t know what to expect. I hoped a lot. I prayed a lot. And at the end of the journey, I turned the page of my book and I left all the fairy tale illusions behind.
Women believe in lies. They believe the size of the ring matters. They want a big diamond and a big dress, and a big cake, and a big ceremony. But what for? Will everything big bring you the true happiness you deserve?
I learned one simple thing from my failed relationship; at the end of the day when you close your eyes and fall asleep, if your heart still aches, there’s something wrong. No fairy tale wedding will ever change that. You’ll end up sad, depressed, and angry. You’ll ask yourself a million times the same question: why did I get married? You’ll look at yourself in the mirror and you’ll beg for a way out. Any way out. Some people will cheat. Some people will run. Some people will hurt. But as long as the ache’s still there, you’ll never really be free.
Think about it. Your fairy tale wedding is what you make of it. Not the bling. Not the wow effect. You only need true love. Nothing else.