I remember a time that I really hated the Barbie types back in high school, but looking back on it from a greater distance than I sometimes like to admit, I see that they were just doing what they thought would make them feel comfortable, fit in, have friends. I can't look back and dislike them for wanting to fit in any more than I can dislike my own HS/college-aged self for reviling that kind of girlish stuff.
It's a cold world out there. Some people try to surround themselves with others who are like them for warmth; others brave the chill and walk their own way. I've found it's best to be warm to all kinds of people if you can manage it. Life's hard enough without tearing each other down over shallow things.
Eventually, they grow out of it. Sometimes they become helpless soccer moms who rely on their husbands to do everything for them and can't even change a tire or carry in their own groceries, but usually they grow a backbone and feel vaguely embarrassed about their youthful behavior.
By the way, you have a vivid writing style and a great voice. That has nothing to do with your comment; it was just nice to read. :)
Very in depth, it was what was nudging at me all along. I try to keep an empathetic view towards their situation, pitying them sometimes when they create that persona as their makeshift comfort zone. There's only so much I can tolerate. Maturity only awaits.
Thank you. I try to sum up what's roaming the insides of my mind with an imaginative detail. I hope it added a tint of humour to the long text. Glad it did not bore you.
Is it normal That I dislike most girly girls?
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I remember a time that I really hated the Barbie types back in high school, but looking back on it from a greater distance than I sometimes like to admit, I see that they were just doing what they thought would make them feel comfortable, fit in, have friends. I can't look back and dislike them for wanting to fit in any more than I can dislike my own HS/college-aged self for reviling that kind of girlish stuff.
It's a cold world out there. Some people try to surround themselves with others who are like them for warmth; others brave the chill and walk their own way. I've found it's best to be warm to all kinds of people if you can manage it. Life's hard enough without tearing each other down over shallow things.
Eventually, they grow out of it. Sometimes they become helpless soccer moms who rely on their husbands to do everything for them and can't even change a tire or carry in their own groceries, but usually they grow a backbone and feel vaguely embarrassed about their youthful behavior.
By the way, you have a vivid writing style and a great voice. That has nothing to do with your comment; it was just nice to read. :)
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Very in depth, it was what was nudging at me all along. I try to keep an empathetic view towards their situation, pitying them sometimes when they create that persona as their makeshift comfort zone. There's only so much I can tolerate. Maturity only awaits.
Thank you. I try to sum up what's roaming the insides of my mind with an imaginative detail. I hope it added a tint of humour to the long text. Glad it did not bore you.