Swordfighting Bimbos

I'm not like those fairy tale characters. That's because the girl who is being rescued doesn't have trust issues like I do. But before you  judge, let me explain that trust issues shouldn't be a negative concept, but a gift. It means "skeptical decision maker". Unlike those flimsy bimbos, I am the girl who is smart enough to get out of a castle myself, and walk away from people who exploit me. I would be the princess who teaches sword fighting classes, or potion making so I wouldn't have to faint as the sight of an evil person. I would not be the girl fawning over my strong vain hero, but creating a hero out of myself. 

That might sound great. That could be an inspirational war cry to all those strong independent women and men who feel they don't need to be saved. But it isn't the complete solution. When I strut off with my fancy sword skills and brave hero mentality, I'm looking for noble deeds to do, people to save. I search for the damsel in distres, and I am the high and mighty to save them, but I make them the character I could never play. I ride my high stallion alone.

The solution is to save with a partner. Not a sidekick, but a person who picks up the lows and levels the highs, and I can do the same for them because I know their every challenge and strength. When we battle the world side by side, we become close. Both hold the power to change the world, and only enhance the power by combining in force. Partners balance the roles of the victim and savior so neither are compromised and both are empowered. 

In some ways I admire the bimbo who knows how to let go of their self pride to allow someone else's turn to take the range, and I will be the girl who teaches that bimbo to sword fight. Because she has to know when its her turn to save the prince.

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