Since I didn’t really feel girly growing up, I often felt more comfortable around boys than girls. I and the other tomboys, nerds, and other non-standard-issue girls had to fish for each other in a sea of judgy suburban chicks whose lives revolved around things — clothes and hair and make-up and gossip and putting down other girls — that I cared nothing about. I tried to care about some of them in high school, blowdrying my bangs straight, shopping at J. Crew and Benetton, and resigning myself to go to prom in a pink vintage dress with a boy my friends set me up with, but only because I felt like I had to to fit in.
I like the way you put yourself out there and the honesty in your writing
Thanks so much!