by zerodix » June 22nd, 2015, 3:57 pm
I actually, can relate a lot. I was 8 when the movie was released. My childhood was pretty much worry-less, and I also was playfull and a lot outside the house. we lived near the beach, and that summer of 1994 (or 95, don't pin me on it) was one of the best summers. As a youngster I was sort of obsessed with the lion king, and many other kids too, those days. We played it out as kids. I was simba/nala and my friends were the others. I drew them a lot.
As a teenager, I got bullied. I am a dreamer, didn't get "grown up" as fast as the others. While my age group was more interested in going out and having boyfriends, I stayed home or went with my best friend those days. She got ill and I lost her. In that time that was a very big thing to deal with. But if she stayed it would have been unfair because of her illness. long story. not gonna write it all down,
Then, I grew up. Got myself a nice little place. Met my former husband which whom I lived together with for 5 years. And guess what, he got sick. Not physically but mentally. and it was not safe for me to stay there so I moved in back with my parents. and now since a few months i have a new love of my life and we just know each other for 3,5 month but I moved in with him and i like it. love my life, even though it has been rough, unfair sometimes, I have lost all, money house friends family, but also regained a lot in return.
The relation to the movies? Well simba lost his father as a cub, but with that, he lost his home, his identity, everything that was his world. He got very sad, leaves because the danger of the hyenas and scar.
But when he is at the point of giving up, he meets his new future friends, timon and pumbaa, and new times, better times, come. He also finally learns to step up for what he thinks is worthy to step up for. He reclaims what he believes is his, and refinds himself. In the end it gets all good, even though he lost a lot and was hurt a lot before.
the crazy thing is, the lion king has Always been a movie of my heart. is it coincidence that it became a thread in my life or is it just the way things go with all of us?
missing the old deviantart...