Excerpts from a Diary

Prince Charming

I am expriencing delusions of Prince Charming again. You know, the story of the princess with the frog who turns out to be a Prince. Except in my case, I would be Cinderella, my wicked stepsisters would be the chickenheads on my block. Or like Snow White, surrounded by lots of men but none of them the right one.

I have cut my demands down greatly since my teenage years. It used to list "rich" and "drop-dead-gorgeous", now I would settle for "financially stable" and "clean".

But one thing has not changed. I will not "buy" into a man that abused, used, borrowed or broken. There is no point in investing in a man that has more issues than you, especially when you are not qualified to fix them.

Baby-Mama-Drama does not go away.

Other than there recurring delusions. I frequently find myself looking at the men in my life, catching glimpses of my fantabulous frog, wishing and hoping for Prince Charming.

posted by Onika @ 6:12 PM