Sunday, January 17, 2010

Little Girls Grow Up into Little Women

We all want to be perfect, from ages as young as we remember. We go from wanting to be a princess, wanting to please our parents, to knowing that we can't please anyone, and then we move wanting to show the world how miserable we really are.
Because that's what we see, everywhere.


Today, I've seen little girls calling themselves nimphomaniacs, do they even know what it means?
How far have they even gone? With some one who didn't know what they were doing, or what it feels like, or how life changing things can be?

Little girls want to be JUST like their moms. They see their mommy smoking a cigarette. That smell becomes familiar on their breath, the smoke fills their lungs, and as long as they're near their mom, they don't mind. They might want their mom to stop smoking, so that the mom can live longer, but they never think about it fully.
Smoking is bad for you. We all know that. Even a parent coughing can be a comforting sound, because you've grown up with it, and you know they're close by.
I know this from experience.

They see their sisters, mothers, aunts, cousins, wearing makeup, like it's a right of passage. They think it makes them grown up, and beautiful. Why can't we accept what we look like without dressing it up?

Dressing as scantily as they can possibly get away with, telling every one how 'hardcore' they are, and how much sex they're having. What do they think 'hardcore' means? What does sex mean to them? Why does it appeal to them? Because that makes them grown up, because those of us who appear grown up are doing it.

We think that teens make the fashion trends, then follow it, but that's not how I see it.

They see the older girls, or even boys, chasing eachother, and they want to be it. They want everything that's supposed to come with time.
Sometimes, they push it too far, or some one takes it to the next step, when they're not ready. Then something terrible happens. Some one they trust ruins them. What they're supposed to have in time comes in when they're not ready.
I know that part from experience.

Little girls see things, and take them into account.
They think that it makes them fit in, which means to stand out. All it does is steal their identity, which at this point in time they haven't even found yet.

They think bikinis are what makes a girl beautiful, because older girls feel beautiful if they fit into one. How many times she's had a different boyfriend, how much skin is showing, because society tells them they're pretty.

They think that thin is what's beautiful because when we're thin we feel beautiful. And that thought grows and grows until it's a fear that they aren't thin enough, that they'll never have that boy, that they're not cool enough, unless they're having sex, or acting like it.
They're not cool enough, unless they're posting pictures of drugs on their myspaces, facebooks.

Why can't we just grow up with out the stereotyping, without that fear, without the sense of judgement, and without knowing that perfect doesn't exist?

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