Abused women find it hard to make sense of what happened to them.
Their experience does not tally with their dreams. Their dreams do not tally with the reality of their abusive relationship but, hey, they won't let a little thing like that tarnish the dream. Maybe that is because they have a bad case of "Beauty and the Beast Syndrome". But, you decide for yourself.
Once upon a time there was a beautiful, gifted, generous, young woman. She was modest also, and so she didn’t really believe that she could possibly be all those things. Still, she got on with her life the best way that she could.
Like all princesses, even princesses who travel through the world incognito, fairies had been present when she lay as a newborn in her crib.
Her fairy godmothers had done what they could to shower her with blessings.
Sadly the wicked fairy (or wicked witch, if you prefer) had appeared and waved her magic wand, casting a spell that would make the baby girl susceptible to self-doubt and self-loathing.
One fairy godmother had used her last spell to bestow upon the child the gift of intuition, that small, quiet voice that would warn her of danger at every turn in the road.
Provided she only listened…
Somewhere along the line she met a dead ringer for The Beast (as in "Beauty and The Beast"). She knew, from the moment her eyes first fell on this Beast that this creature was potentially very, very damaging for her.
That still, small voice warned her.
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