When I was 24 a movie was coming out called Bridget Jones. Obviously, I felt some affinity towards the movie because my name was the name of the protagonist. So I went and as I watched the movie I found myself not feeling alone in the world of dating, engaged, or married couples. I found a character that I could resonate with. For on the screen Bridget Jones, a journalist, was looked down upon for being single, she said the wrong things always at the wrong time, and managed to have her ass shown on television. That hasn't happened to me, but its nice to know that people do make fools of themselves and can still live to tell the tale.
Needless to say the movie hit home and I walked out of the theatre feeling like I'd found a friend that understood my plight of what it was like to be a woman single at 28 who sometimes makes a fool of herself. So now... whenever I feel like a complete idiot or some sort of fungus that hides underneath a rock at the bottom of the ocean I think "Bridget knows how I'm feeling. I am having... a Bridget Moment.
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