To be honest, it was never my fav genre - I am more of a horror, sci-fi, independent indie girl. But now I just find myself flooding with cynicism...hated in particular the recent one with Anne Hathaway, about a man falling in love with a girl with Parkinson's. I just keep wanting to scream at the screen 'Life isn't like that!' There are no men as lovely as that. It never works out! No one would want a woman who is sick, like me!
I can feel Miss Havisham creeping over me and I don't like this version me. I want to be all happy and romantic and hopeful. Or should I just buy the wedding dress and start cultivating a dusty table of food and spiders?