I’ve always looked at my life as though it was a movie; me, of course, the main character; strong, smart, attractive, everything I like to see in a female lead. I know it’s a bit over dramatic, maybe a little self centered, but it always has given me an interesting perspective.
But today, while watching Letters to Juliet, I began to wonder, if I would watch my own movie. If my life was really a movie, would I want to sit and watch it? Now you are probably thinking I am absolutely crazy, why wouldn’t I want to watch a movie all about myself? How could I not like it? But when I really think about it, my life doesn’t have any of the qualities I love about a good movie; a major emotional obstacle, an adoring, handsome, witty man who sweeps me off my feet, a fully supportive mature figure who always knows the right thing to say.
I completely understand that this is a bit of a stretch from reality and there are reasons these things are in movies, they are ideals. But why can’t I have my ideals? I may not want some traumatizing emotional obstacle, but I want something to make me question my perspective and fully evaluate who I am as a person. Obviously every girl wants to have that amazing, perfect guy to sweep her off her feet yet we all seem to settle for less than perfect. What makes our ideals seem so far out of reach? How can I make my life just as good as my favorite movie?
