I know, I know, it’s been awhile. In my defense, I’ve been dealing with some things. Atypical narcolepsy, anxiety and that wonderful thing called depression.
“But Catie, didn’t your year with the princesses cure you?”
Thanks for asking, random person that doesn’t exist. The short answer is no. The princesses didn’t cure me of my issues, but they did teach me a lot and have made me look at the world outside of depression.
Even with what I have learned, I have discovered that without a princess to rely on for a month, well, I’ve been feeling a little lost and a bit alone.
I’ve also been racking my brain about what to do next and have tried to find some “great revelation” about what the princesses have taught me as a whole. Talk about inducing anxiety.
But screw all that. Like I’ve said before, there’s no magical cure for depression and there’s no easy answer for well, anything. No one but me is rushing this process. Just because one stage is over, that doesn’t mean the whole process is over.
So, this month is going to be an experiment of sorts. I’m going to do what I have done in the past and create some goals and learn some more from my princesses.
So, the photos below follow the adventures of Catie attempting to go princessly poised on her own.
Thanks to my friend who took my photos!