Once upon a time, there was a princess who lived in a tower. All her life, she'd been waiting for her prince to come save her. Deep inside herself, she knew she didn't need rescuing; she was strong enough to climb down the tower's stony wall on her own. However, the outside world intimidated her. It was so much easier, so much safer to stay inside and wait for a prince to find her. Day after day, she waited, her impatience eating away at her hope. In a storm of extreme frustration, she finally decided that she would not leave the tower until her savior had come. To be sure of this, she pricked her own finger with a poison needle and fell asleep, preserved eternally in a state of stubborn longing. Meanwhile, in a land far away, a beautiful prince lay inside a glass case, rendered defenseless by a poisoned apple given to him by an evil queen, and never to be saved by a kiss carrying the promise of true love.
Moral: While you chose to appear weak in the hopes that someone else with save y