How the Fairytale of a Relationship Crumbles
There are no white knights, and we are no princesses

He was perfect, wasn’t he?
He always knew what to say, we always felt safe in his arms, and he seemed determined to protect us against everything and everybody.
He loved us “just as we were.” He managed to make us think we looked beautiful whenever he looked at us, despite what anybody else might have said before.
It was perfect—a real-life fairy tale.
A dream.
Time to wake up, princess.
Time went by, and it seemed like he lost his ability to give perfect speeches. Now almost everything he says seems wrong, or aggressive, or overly critical of us.
We feel attacked.
The happiness of a couple of years ago is just a memory, especially because the person who promised to fight dragons for us now won’t even change the toilet paper roll, no matter how many times we ask.
How could we be so blind? Why did we allow ourselves to believe this was our happily ever after?
This is unlucky, indeed. However, sometimes the problems lie on our side too.
What about our role in the story?
Here comes the matter of us. What are we doing? Are we speaking our mind? Are we telling our partner what our expectations are? Or are we waiting for them to make a lucky guess?
Do we also give love and care, or do we believe this should only come from the other person?
Yes, we deserve attention. But we are not princesses in an ice castle to which people come to show their adoration.
A relationship is, above all, a partnership.
If you have made an effort to make it work and got no response, well, at least you really tried. But if all you did was wait for your partner to make you happy, feeling entitled to their love and energy and giving very little back, maybe you should do some serious thinking about how you expected this story to end.
The most interesting part is the epilogue.
Of course, the issue with fairy tales is that we never see what happened once the main characters rode into the sunset.
Once the pretty clothes are off and there are no birds and mice to help us clean the house, what are we doing as a couple? Are we prepared to write the rest of our story as a team, or is just one person doing all the heavy lifting?
Forget about poisoned apples. Turns out, the real dangers are complacency and indifference.
If we assumed everything would take care of itself just because our story was utterly epic, then we forgot this is real life. The only magic we can expect is the one that comes from the daily labor of choosing to love our partner over and over again. And yes, from also loving ourselves enough to admit defeat when our prince proves to be a frog.
Luckily, once we wake up and embrace the truth, we get to keep on writing our story. And this time, we know it is for real.






