In psychology, there is a method called "fairy tale therapy". It is used not only for working with children, but also with adult patients.
Yes, don't laugh, because we all come from childhood. And answering the question, which hero of the fairy tale did you like, you reveal to the psychologist the picture of the inner world. It is no coincidence that the so-called. "Cinderella syndrome", when a person tries to please everyone, forgetting about himself. A modest and attractive woman can wait for years for a "prince on a white horse" and, along the way, work for her relatives, not paying attention to her personal life. Soak in the clouds and at the same time sort out the peas and beans. The search for the prince and household chores stretch for a lifetime.
Personally, I never liked Cinderella. Even as a child, it seemed to me that the story of this wonderful girl was implausible and far-fetched. And the heroine herself is a lying bitch. And indeed it is. It is enough to read a fairy tale not in an adapted children's version …
Oh, these quiet, shy ones. In fact, they are not at all what they seem at first glance. In a real fairy tale, kind Cinderella is not. The humble stepdaughter watched with sadistic pleasure as her sisters chopped off their heels to fit the ill-fated shoe. The beauty has no compassion or regret for this. But she is supposed to be merciful and magnanimous. And yes, the crippled sisters and stepmother are driven out of the kingdom by the real Cinderella in shame. So her real nature is revealed in these actions. Therefore, I would be careful not to be friends with Cinderella. And if I were a prince, I wondered if I needed such a “submissive” wife. Who knows what the vengeful beauty will do. After all, she will bear her revenge for years, wait for an opportunity and hit it painfully. People with such endurance can only be envied. Just imagine how long you have to endure, waiting for your "finest hour"! I would rather become friends with my stepmother or her daughters. That's where all the emotions are on the surface! You don't need to wait for a pod from such people and walk around looking around. What is in their souls is in their language. And they act decisively and openly. And Cinderella's are vengeful quiet women. You have to keep your ears open with them.
We conclude: the tale is indeed a lie. But not the one that the people invented and imagined. And the other. Adapted, “combed and smoothed”, it distorts our understanding of reality. Mythological archetypes were created by our ancestors based on centuries of observation of human behavior. The reworked fairy tales do not carry any wisdom: a civilized man shamefully hides the truth. We wishful thinking, we change the meaning and polarity of concepts. Cinderella endured, endured, and endured happiness for herself. She is good. We conclude: modesty adorns a person. In fact, this is not modesty, but cunning.
In my distant childhood I had a book of French folk tales. Oh, how cruel they really are, these folk tales! Yes, the book was not adapted for the infant's mind, so all the characters of the fairytale characters were spelled out as they are: with touching folk directness and primitive cruelty. In fact, folk tales are a storehouse of wisdom and a mirror of the human soul. Unclear, crooked, sometimes vicious and bloody, but truthful.
Russian folk tales are also cruel. Again, I'm talking about "real" stories, and not about those in children's books with vivid pictures. In them, heads are chopped right and left, and they are burned in furnaces, and they are left to freeze in the forest. Everything is like in life, the right word.
We also have our own analogue of the shy beauty Cinderella. Who is this? That's right - a wonderful girl Nastenka from the fairy tale "Frost". Oh, these Nastenka, oh, these Cinderella. Can you imagine how it was necessary to infuriate a stepmother so that she would take such a sin on her soul and make her husband take her to the forest to freeze. By the way, the husband did not dare to contradict, as we remember. Maybe it’s not a matter of fear of your wife? Maybe he was "got" by his shy daughter ?!
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Nastenka is a liar and a sycophant! The older I get, the more clearly I understand this: not a word of truth. What does she say when Santa Claus asks if she is warm? That's right: warm, cozy and comfortable. Isn't that a liar? Calculating and deceitful! Knows how to get it right and get it.
And I am her half-sister. No, to lie or pretend to be a poor thing! Always the devils pull my tongue! As I didn’t know how to get out in childhood, I still don’t know how. For which I receive the full program. And the cunning little ones Nastenka and Cinderella chuckle at this time and take the best tidbits. Then they pat on the shoulder sympathetically and say that there will be a holiday on my street too. Eh, I don’t believe them: in "good" fairy tales, we, honest and straightforward heroes and heroines, remain at a loss. Public opinion angrily condemns us, instead of gold, resin is poured on our heads, and instead of diamond crumbs, we are rolled in disgusting feathers.
Therefore, since childhood, I sympathized with the poor sister. Admit it, you like it too. And whoever tells me what kind of Nastenka was “sick”, I will not be friends with that. No jokes: we really choose fairy-tale characters by ourselves and carry this image in our souls throughout our lives. It is rare that stereotypes break down and a person changes for the better.
And, finally, as they say now, "life hack". It will be interesting to men who like the image of Bluebeard.
Remember how a strict husband forbade a curious wife to open the farthest room with the smallest key? So, women are by nature curious and no orders will stop us if we want to find out something. None, except one. If Bluebeard had been smarter, he would have told his wife not only to open all the rooms, but also to clean them. And in that very distant one, get out as carefully as possible, so that no specks of dust or specks. Then she would definitely not get anywhere. Moreover, I would have lost the keys on purpose to absolve myself of responsibility!
Personally, I would have done so. And we would live happily ever after!