All you need is an attitude adjustment. I say “all” as though it were that simple. Ha!
Here’s a story about attitude adjustment: Girl grows up in middle-class family dreaming Cinderella dreams. Rich handsome prince will sweep her off to a better life.
Princes pending, girl goes off to Asia to at least pursue a career. Girl grows into woman, marries adorable man, has beautiful children… and moves away from it all, to organic farming and poor cash flow. Rage ensues (cue orchestral cresendos, storm whipping up, villain’s black magic gathering power). But as the proverbial sun comes up (or in this case, light goes on in woman’s head), it occurs to her that even if Versace is no longer on the menu and she is doomed to read about billionaires on their yachts, rich girls in Jimmy Choos, and the rise of Botox every time she picks up a glossy, life is still beautiful. As the light grows brighter, it occurs to her that possibly… can it be?… life is MORE beautiful than before. Yachts, Jimmy Choos and Botox-free is actually NOT a punishment. Adorable husband and beautiful children is a great gift.
Pretty boring ending, eh? I’ll have to work on it. Needs glitz, glass slippers and all that. Or maybe the readers, the whole human race of readers, will have a light go on in their head, and this ending will turn out to be the best there is.
