Fairytale Endings...

There is always a time in life where there is a need for a fairytale...Like when you're five years old, had a rough day on the playground and need to hear something to restore your faith in the world and all the people in it. But can I just say that I dont think this is actually doing any little kid any justice.

When they are little, story after story has a happy ending, which in theory (and also, so as not to cause depression amongst children under ten), is all well and good but the reality is, life just doesnt work out that way...

Maybe one in every thousand people ends up with the "Brady-Bunch" family, the most popular friends, the perfect wife and amazing children...and honestly, good for them! But the truth remains, life isnt always that kind to all of us and after having been fed these lies about Knight's in shining armour and Princes who ride white stallions that come to sweep you off your feet and carry you away to a world of "happily ever after"; the average guy driving his 2001 VW Polo with a little bit of a beer gut and perhaps a nervous twitch send us women into a tailspin that "we're never going to find anyone"... I am sure every girl has heard at least one of her friends saying, "I am going to be alone forever!"... I genuinely believe that this can all be traced back to the immense let down known as the fairytale...

Growing up, girls dream of all sorts of wonderful things which they have seen or read about in Fairytales. The picture themselves finding their prince and riding into the sunset to a land known as "Happily Ever After". Twenty years later when that very same girl is stuck in a job she hates, living in an apartment she had always imagined would be a castle, dating a guy who's over weight, farts under the covers and burps out loud at the dinner table; this girl takes stock of what she has and what she had always dreamed she would have and compares to two. And when she realises that the life she lives pales in comparison to that of what Snow White and Cinderella got to live; that is when the ultimate let down starts to set in.

Perhaps this has something to do with my previous post. Maybe when we are children, all the people we admire, are not real. They have incredible teeth and chissled bodies. They live in castles and have everything their hearts desire and good always seems to triumph over evil. Maybe this is the reason that when we grow up, we're always chasing the bigger and better. The kinder and more handsome. The faster and sleeker.

Can we blame our constant need to keep chasing on the Fairytale Ending?

Why?

Why do you suppose it is that we always want the things we can't have? We want them and wish for them, some even pray for them...Funny thing is, most of us who are lucky enough to get whatever it is that we have so desperately been wanting, take a step back at some stage and consider if we actually still want it now that we have it...

Is it because we are always chasing the next best thing? Have we become a society where enough just isn't ever enough? We're constantly chasing things in our lives. Jobs, homes, cars, success, happiness, even love...yet when we finally get it, is it good enough or is there still the possibility that maybe, just maybe, there might be something/someone just a little better than what we have now..

I am wondering what it takes to satisfy the human nature to stop us from chasing the bigger and better?