I've been getting a lot of views. Hmmm....
Anyway, I just watched Mulan for the first time in a few years. It is one of my favorite Disney movies with one of my favorite Disney princesses; Mulan. Though I doubt she really counts. I also like Esmeralda, but she's not a princess either. I guess I'm just not a princess type of gal.
Well, I shed a few tears. I'm not sure if it was the moving, extremely powerful music score or the story itself and the commentary on women's oppression, but wow. I don't remember being that moved. But it did remind me of how...feel-y I am.
My patriarchal blessing says I'm "pure of heart" but I think that's just a nice way of putting it. You know, I have been so sad lately because I feel like I'm alone. I have these health challenges that no around me seems to have or know about. They run my life, yet I can't talk to anyone because a) no one cares or b) they have their own problems to worry about.
Add that to the fact that my interests and hobbies are different and my style of communication is off-putting. People call it "TMI", but I call it being upfront. I value honesty right up there with compassion at the highest level. But that's a rant for another day. Other than that, I actually have a mental disorder. I don't know why, but I get super anxious just talking to people. My heart races, my head gets foggy...I mean, I get headaches after going to church for 3 hours.
Anyway, I was just feeling so alone and I'm glad this movie got to remind me (in a completely inappropriate and embarrassing way) that I am pure of heart. I'm proud of that. It's all I got. I'm not exceptionally talented, charming, beautiful, or smart, but I have a good squishy bit in my chest that makes me cry during movies made for children.
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