Dear Fairy Tale,

You have either messed me up royally or rescued me several times. Which means you are either the villain or the hero - I just can't decide which. Because when life gets dark and I feel myself sinking it's the belief that my Fairy Godmother and Prince Charming are on their way that gladdens my heart and lifts me up. I imagine them riding together in a classic Jag with a trunk full of wine and chocolates! But I'm starting to wonder if it's the interminable waiting for them that causes the darkness in the first place. I believe that's what they call a vicious cycle. I'm going to have to figure this out. In the meantime, wine and chocolates are totally real and I can buy them myself so thank heaven for that. I'll let you know, Fairy Tale, when I've made up my mind about you. Until then, whenever we meet I will be polite but slightly suspicious.

Sincerely,
PC