You know the fairy tales we used to romanticize when we were kids? The ones that showed the handsome prince saving the princess?
Prince Charming. The one and only. We dreamed of the day we would find him. He would be the love of our lives. Our fairytale ending. A dream come true.
Except, who is Prince Charming really, and why did we think he was so great?
I mean, sure he rescued the Princess, and who doesn’t love a good hero? But I mean, what if it’s about more than just rescuing the princess?
The Prince in the movies was idealized as the man we would want to be with one day. What if it was really just about falling in love with the idea of Prince Charming? Of falling in love with the idea of being saved.
Now that I’m older, I wonder why I was so caught up in the idea of finding my “prince.” I mean, logically I know why. The message was underlying in my favorite movies. Snow White was saved by the prince. Rapunzel—saved by the prince. Cinderella—saved by the Prince. It seemed like the majority of female characters in my favorite movies were being rescued by the love of their lives. So, naturally, I thought that’s what I wanted, too.
Honestly, there is nothing wrong with wanting a fairytale romance. With wanting to find and fall in love.
But, now that I’m older I recognize the difference between wanting a love and thinking I need to find love. That my purpose, my worth, isn’t defined by whether or not my fairytale came true.
Which Disney princesses didn’t end up with a Prince? While today, we see a larger group of independent Disney Princesses, that wasn’t always the case.
Imagine if Cinderella hadn’t been rescued by the prince. Would she have eventually gotten the courage to walk away from her step-mother and sisters? Would she have decided she was strong enough to live her own life?
Would Rapunzel have found her own way out of the tower? Could she have saved herself?
Not that there’s anything wrong with being saved. Sometimes, people need saving. Like when Belle helped the Beast stop being so cold-hearted and monstrous. Transforming him back into his true self—the handsome prince.
Sure, one day I’d love to find a fairytale kind of love. I mean, not like a real fairytale. I’m not interested in spending years of my life in a tower, letting down my hair as a rope for the prince to come and save me (I mean, if he was so strong and smart, couldn’t he have found a ladder or something?). I don’t need anyone to rescue me. I can save myself.
That doesn’t mean I don’t recognize how sometimes I do need help. Doesn’t everybody? There is nothing wrong with that. Same goes for the Prince. Sometimes he needs saving, too. You know what I mean? I think the best fairytales are the ones when the prince and the princess save each other.
When it’s real—that’s when it’s right. Real life isn’t a fairytale. Every love story is not a fairytale.
But I think sometimes it can be. When you have those moments that surpass all time and space and it feels like it’s just you in your own little world…yeah, that’s the type of love, stories are written about.
My idea of a fairytale love is a real genuine relationship. I’m not looking for a “Prince Charming” kind of love. Who is Prince Charming, anyway?
Why did we like him so much?
Hi! My name is Rachel. I love to write. Write about life, love, and reflect on how the past builds the future. Mostly, I love to tell stories because I believe there is something about stories that brings the world closer together. You can check out some of my writing reflections here at Rachel Writes.