I know, on a cellular level, that there’s nothing wrong with who I am, the things I like, or the way I dress. I’ve never subscribed to the not like other girls persona. In fact, I’ve spent most of my life railing against it, enjoying being the contrarian in a room full of English majors. The dumb sorority girl who’s as excited about The Bachelor as she is the structure of a sonnet. But this program, which at the moment Will is unknowingly embodying, makes me feel small and stupid and judged.
OUCH! this is not something i’ve ever felt before…
