My Experience Of Being A Woman As A Girl

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As a Female…

When does one come to the realization that the person everyone else sees is not the way you see yourself? When does one come to the realization that the person everyone else sees IS the way you see yourself?

As a Child…
Growing up, I never really thought about being female or acting female. I just was, and I was okay with that. I liked to shop in the girl section at Target because everything was Pink and Sparkly, because the world around me taught me that pink was a “girl” color, and “blue” was for boys. I liked to twirl around in dresses because pants were seen as too “masculine.” I thought boys were gross and full of cooties. I felt like, as a girl, I had to separated from the boys because somehow they would “ruin” my “purity”. I recall being in Kindergarten, and a teacher stopping me from playing Tag with boys because that was “too dangerous for a little girl to be doing” and that I should “play House inside.” I was weird because I preferred riding in a red mustang kiddy-car instead of my pink Barbie jeep. I didn’t need my parents to dictate what was for girls and what was for guys because TV and
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The work was hard, the guy training me was actually the asshole who bullied me relentlessly about my weight growing up, and I felt like no one respected me because I was a girl in a man’s job. A thought occurred to me: “Am I really going to let others gender expectations stop me from kicking ass and proving that I belong?” Hell no. I busted my ass, day in and day out, regularly came in 2-3 hours early to prep for my shift, went out of my way to help others, and so much more. After a few months of working, my managers began to praise me for my hard work and dedication. My kitchen manager would be asked me MY opinion on the way my station was to be run. I received a raise after my first review. More and more, I was seen as someone more than just capable of doing my

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