This is an apocryphal tale. Women might identify with it more, but many men have experienced something similar.
Look over there. You’ll see a little orange blob bouncing about. If you look closer you’ll see it’s a woman, acting like Tigger. She bounces around the place with a big smile, is especially kind to children and old ladies and does strange things like pick up baby hedgehogs, or birds that have fallen out of nests and drives them to an animal sanctuary miles away. She has a soft heart.
A heart like a child.
Some people around here say she is crazy. As she bounces past, they sneer and say that anyone who tries to be that happy must be a bit touched. They say the world is a horrible place and anyone that does not see that must be mad. They are cynics and there are a lot of them.
Tigra Grrl thinks she has an unending supply of love and compassion, so she is happy to scatter it wherever she goes, like little golden sequins.
Sometimes, when she feels she has a big surplus, she’ll go down to the Lake of Lost Souls and using a strong red rope, she will haul one Lost Soul out of the lake, dry him off and then take him back to her cave.
She will spend all her love and compassion on him until he gets well. He feels better than he has in years and searches in his heart for a way to repay her.
Because he has spent so long in self pity and self loathing, which runs up enormous debt, he finds he only has two small rusty coins to give her. Tigra Grrl accepts them with delight. She knows it’s all he has and is grateful.
After a while, the former Lost Soul starts to question Tigra Grrl’s love. In his heart he thinks he is a bad person, he wonders why she chose to pull him out of the Lake of Lost Souls. He doesn’t know that she saw in him the person he could be, once love washed away his pain.
He starts to test her love, because he doesn’t believe it is real. If his Lost Soul is alcoholic, he’ll start to drink, if he was addicted to drugs, he’ll take them again, just once, for old time’s sake, if he is emotionally maimed, he might try to hurt her by telling her he wants to sleep with other women.
Tigra Grrl doesn’t react badly. She understands that humans with problems can often slide back. She just loves him more and forgives him. He increases his bad behaviour. He starts to push her away through a mixture of guilt and shame.
One day, he comes back to Tigra Grrl’s cave and finds her waiting there. But she looks different.
Her cartoon body now has real fur. She has big claws he has never noticed before. And her eyes, instead of being filled with love and kindness, they look cold, measuring. Then she roars.
With an athletic bound, she has picked him up in her claws and leaps out of the cave. She’s not bouncing now, she’s striding, lean and strong and wild. They get to the lake and she throws him in!
He looks at the other lost souls around him and they crane their necks as Tigra Grrl takes the lake in a single bound. She has gone. They have nothing but regret.
She marches on to find her own kind. She’s rescued four lost souls and that’s enough for one lifetime. If you listen carefully, you can hear her roar from very far away.