cracked:When I was in the seventh grade, people kept reminding me that I was going through a transfo
cracked:When I was in the seventh grade, people kept reminding me that I was going through a transformation into womanhood, like some kind of terrifying were-woman. This sounded awful, because at the time I thought that kissing and makeup would give me Ebola. I wasn’t interested in dating yet, I didn’t like shopping, I liked video games and weird insects. I thought that it was because of these things that I didn’t quite fit in. And when I would get made fun of by girls for being shy, and made fun of by boys for having a flat chest and not knowing about sex, instead of coming to the conclusion “Hey, these people are jerks,” I thought I’d found the problem: Being a girl sucks. I bought into the idea that middle-school girls are universally mean (despite the fact that I was bullied by boys as well), and that the reason I liked video games and hated Titanic was that I was different from all other girls.I wasn’t fitting the stereotypical mold of what “girl” meant, and instead of questioning the mold, I tried to separate myself from my fellow girls. “I’m not like other girls,” I told myself. And when people made fun of women or demeaned them, that didn’t include me because I wasn’t like them. I still had friends who were girls, but I convinced myself that they were also somehow exceptions to the rule. And I “got along better” with boys, even though I had no evidence of that, as boys would hurt my feelings as often as girls. I thought I’d escaped a bear trap by chewing off my own leg, but I gnawed off the untrapped leg by mistake.The Sad Reason Some Women Judge Each Other (And How To Stop) -- source link
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