My three closest friends and I have an ongoing joke about me being a Disney Villainess since I’m rather quiet, wear a ton of black and make dark humor jokes, but in all honesty, I very connected to Rapunzel. I love painting, baking and deeply love my close friends, but I just don’t express it in words very much. I think they are in tune to this but thankfully they don’t tease me for it.
like Rapunzel, my parents barely let me go outside and I tend to get anxiety
attacks because of it, when this happens, I listen to “When will my life
begin” and do chores at the same time, this makes my anxiety go away.
My favorite princess has always been Rapunzel, especially since I relate with her about the abusive passive aggressive mother figure. My stepmom used to constantly insult me every time I brought Rapunzel up and would call me a drama queen and would even accuse me of wanting to be like her. She even once said “Look at how pretty she is and then look at yourself.” I can’t even watch Tangled without her saying something. It hurts how she tries to take the one thing that brings me joy away.
After watching Tangled, I fell in love with Rapunzel’s short hair at the end of the movie, so I decided to cut it like hers.Ssince then, every 2 years I let it grow to my hips and then cut it that short again. This summer I cut it again and although I was proud of it, many people disliked it, saying I looked like a boy. It made me insecure and I’m not sure anymore If I should cut it again.
The main reason why I want to go to Disneyland is because I want to meet Rapunzel. Watching Tangled while growing up with a not very nice family and severe depression was what kept me going and I just want to thank her for keeping me alive all those years.
Eugene is my favorite prince especially since I relate a lot with Rapunzel. As much as he makes me happy, I still feel a little sad whenever I see him. I hope to someday escape my own abusers and tower, but I’m scared I won’t ever find my own Eugene.
Coming from a survivor of child abuse, “Mother Knows Best” doesn’t really bother me and I sometimes sing along to it, but the reprise of it literally terrifies me and brings back a lot of awful memories. I never skip the song in spite of this cause seeing some of the things I was constantly told while growing up being said to Rapunzel comforts me with the fact that I’m not the only one despite how traumatizing the song is for me.
I ran away from home for a short while and when I came back all of my friends started calling me Rapunzel. It made sense because part of the reason I ran away was that I wasn’t allowed to leave my house. I can’t say I hate it