Nobody told me that when I grow up, I was going to have to put on a smile and be friendly to people I didn’t feel were friendly with me.
Nobody told me when I grow up, I was going to be concerned about the way I look in order to attract men to fulfil a desire of being wanted and loved.
Nobody told me when I grow up, I still wouldn’t have all the answers.
Nobody told me when I grow up, I wouldn’t be married with kids by the age of 25 and that didn’t mean I was a failure, or unworthy of love. It just meant that my journey is different from what is sold to little girls.
Nobody told me that I would feel jealous of women and friends that managed to conform to social norms and expectations.
Nobody told me when I grow up I would do things, be involved in things, that would make me hate myself, that I would need to learn to forgive myself and understand that not everything is black and white, but Life exists in more than 50 shades of grey.
These were some of the things nobody told me to expect when I was growing up.