Fairy tales have f*cked us up!!

I was sitting on the sofa and saw a Disney commercial for Cinderella. And I am not going to lie, when I was younger (even in my 20s) Cinderella was one of my favorite stories. And the song, "Someday My Prince Will Come" was a mantra.
But reality bites.
Waiting for some man to come and sweep you off your feet is a mistake, just like being desparate and sweeping the clubs and bars for men. Everything happens for a reason and in due time.
Sometimes, when we meet a man, we want that fairy tale relationship, but we don't realize that reality gets in the way. Of course the prince can spend all day with you--he don't have no damned job, nor baggage or kids or exes that may crop up.
And all of us are not princesses. How long is a man going to want a singing and clingy chick that has no life outside of him?
Relationships are about balance. You should make him better and he should make you better, but neither of you should change to be with the other. If Cinderella's foot didn't fit that slipper and the prince saw her only in the rags, would he still want her?
Hell, that fool didn't even recognize her.
And why was the step mother so evil? She ran that house--even back in the day independent women were villians.
There are no fairy tales, all relationships have bumps in the road. The true tale of a relationship is how the couple handles those bumps.