When I was about 10 years old, I felt pressured to conform, just so that I could fit in with a certain group of girls. I practically starved myself (I was REALLY chubby), forced myself to like the cheesy teeny-bopper music they listened to, and to act really interested in Barbie dolls. Nothing against those girls and anyone else who likes Barbie, but I felt miserable because I tried too hard to be accepted, but still failed.
At that age, it really affected me that others teased me. I was a plump, bookworm who still enjoyed watching cartoons (Transformers, Ninja Turtles, GI Joe, Batman - I was hooked!), and I was at risk of being left on my own, without any friends - and worse, as I was told by one of those snooty girls, no boy would like me because I was weird.
Of course I grew out of it and became a little more confident - I have my Dad to thank for making me realise that 'weird' was a term used by the masses of faceless people to label those who dared to be their own person - but thinking back, it was rather painful feeling left out.
For this post, I'd like you to share if you have ever experienced not fitting in, and how you felt.
Happy National Day!
Waiting for the fireworks =),
Mrs Venod
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1 comment:
awwwwwwwww.
Chubby Mrs V!
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