Personal Narrative-The Oppression Of Stereotypes

Every day, it felt as if I walked into a jungle with hundreds of eyes locked on me. I was the prey, constantly on the lookout for vicious predators. Those predators? other adolescents with the goal of ripping my current outfit or haircut to shreds.
Until now, I never contained enough courage to conquer this jungle. While other young girls focused on their outfits or purses, I refrained from the conversation. It’s not to say that I hated materialistic items. However, I never contained an inclination towards the standard “girly” stereotypes of this generation. Textbooks and binders rested on my desk, rather than mascara or blush. The passion I invested towards my education instead of the latest fashion trends created the feeling of being an outsider. I always felt like a broken piece that refused to fit into the societal puzzle. …show more content…
Afraid of what others would think, I became a chameleon and blended in with my surroundings. The attempts to ‘fit in’ were numerous. My closet contained six pairs of unworn Converse, all of which I asked for in order to be like everyone else. The goal of being unnoticeable and my extreme anxiety took the driver's seat within my middle school career. As a result, I refused to join clubs or sports teams. With social media promoting the “perfect” body, face, and general appearance; my confidence plummeted. My hair, body, and interests contributed towards total alienation because they failed to fit the category of normal. The only test I felt that I failed completely within my lifetime was the “beauty” exam of this