Princess Diana and Mary are beginning to feel cathartic and feel a
(Voice raises slightly) Don’t let appearance fool you. Don’t judge a book by its cover I was dying inside. I thought I wanted this life, too. But be careful what you wish for. The palace was a prison and I got little of any love and understanding. It wrecked my self-esteem
Me, too. My marriage did a number on my self-esteem as well. I wasted my life looking for permanent love. I couldn’t accept adversity or negative change. Who can? I had a nice neat version of how life was supposed to be. I feel I was asleep in ways, waiting for someone to give me permission to live. Like a coloring book character waiting to be colored in. I remained like a piece of furniture not wanting to soil or be soiled. In my frenzy to be perfect, well….
(Her arms and hands
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