Why I Love Elsa
I am watching Frozen at the moment.
Never have I said I hated Frozen as a film, it was just the fanbase that drove me nuts.
It’s a very pretty film and I enjoy it just like I do every Disney film. Preferred, I love Tangled a little more. One of the reasons is because the reason for the magic hair is thoroughly explained; if the sun had a magical element of it’s very own.
Elsa and I relate in a few ways. She is full of anxiety for a great majority of her life. Also becoming Queen of a nation did not help the matter. The separation from her little sister was terrible enough, out of fear of hurting her again. A beautiful woman who has a talent she is terrified of. Far different from Rapunzel’s given power.
I grew being an anxious person myself. Going out frightens me sometimes, but like Elsa, it had gotten better through the years after involving my loved ones. Being alone in fear is the worst. One thing I got from Frozen is that you need to let those you love know that you’re suffering and whatever is causing it. Keeping them away makes things backfire (Elsa’s unintentional curse over her own land) and has others suffer as well with fear for you. Being alone may work for a while to keep others from suffering like you, but in time things will worsen. Her parents did not do about it the right way, sadly. It only fed her anxiety.
Not everyone’s perfect, that much I know… But that is one issue I had (yet there would be no story, haha!)
The other thing is that since Elsa was born with her ‘affliction’, it could be possible that her heritage could be reason for her magic. Rather than being enchanted herself, a late relative may have had it long before her, like a great great grand parent. It’s an idea I’d love to explore on.