That it’s ok to be different?
When I was a child I was constantly annoyed that my male cousins were allowed to run off into the woods, make dens, play soldiers etc whilst us girls were kept indoors to “do crafts”. It bored me shitless. I just wanted to go out and have fun!
As a teen I was constantly under pressure to wear make up, do my hair, listen to the latest boy band ... when all I wanted to do was learn karate and obsess over Axl Rose!
In my 20s I carried on this bullshit of trying to apply make-up to fit in, bought girly clothes that didn’t suit me, wore high heeled shoes that I couldn’t walk in ... I was constantly miserable and felt inadequate. I just couldn’t pull it off yet I tried and tried ...
My early 30s was the same to the point where I avoided going out of the house because I thought I had to wear make up and nice clothes and I just couldn’t do it.
I’m now 38. And for the past year I’ve started to realise that I no longer give a shit! Why should I? Nobody cares! Yes I DO prefer to be covered in mud from a good dog walk to wearing perfect make up! Yes I do prefer watching MMA and cage fighting to love island and strictly come dancing! Yes I do find Ricky Gervais hilarious and not at all offensive, yes I DO prefer smelling of horses to expensive perfume ... it’s like a new lease of life! I’m so much happier.
AIBU to think I’m late to the party here? Or have other women struggled well into their 30s trying to fit the mould??