To the girls in this world who call themselves princesses. To the girls who don't seem to know how to do their own dishes or leave messes all over the place for others to clean up. For the girls that can't seem to leave the house without being dressed to the nines hair and makeup included. Even when that involves going to the gym. To the girls that are constantly losing things that you should never lose even when blackout drunk. To the ones who aren't great at problem solving which is why they always have a man around to do it for them. To the girls that can't seem to hang a picture without the assistance of a man because God forbid you learn how tools work. To the girls who seem to carry this entitled attitude with them wherever they go. You all drive me insane.
You make me feel as if I've been set back hundreds of years in women's rights or as if movements have never taken place to encourage our gender to be more than trophy wives. I sometimes stare at you and wonder "How on Earth can someone be this terrible at life?" The basic life skills you lack are frightening. How have you made it this far in life without someone holding your hand? On the same note I realize that you need someone to hold your hand because you don't know how to get by on your own.
I never thought I would get to meet so many Scarlett O'Haras in my life. I'm terrified to say they still exist in the world. I didn't think I would ever see the day where a man putting a jacket over a puddle so a woman could cross the street would be realistic. I have never seen people so incomplete without a man that they are so busy husband hunting that they forget to figure out who they are as a person. I feel as if I should be negotiating with the guys you see as to what would be an appropriate dowry in exchange for you.
If you live your life this way I strongly wish you would reconsider. It isn't cute that you refer to yourself as a princess or act that way. You aren't five. Speaking of age, I'm going to need you to consider the fact that you are probably at an age where if you got pregnant most people would be happy for you. It won't be cute when your child surpasses you in independence skills. If you need to pretend you can't find a way to get the lid off a jar of pickles and need a big strong man to do it just to stroke his ego. Set your bar higher. You don't need a guy like that. If he treats you like a princess, great, but wouldn't you want someone to treat you like a queen instead?
I wasn't raised to live my life like a princess so I will probably never understand what you find fascinating or gratifying in that lifestyle. But on that note, get your lives together. It's horrifying to watch.
