The author of this memoir never liked “girly” stuff, ever since she was little. Threw fits at being made to wear dresses, preferred boyish pants and baseball caps. She just found them more comfortable, more her. She liked video games, superhero comics and action figures, wanted to play spots with the boys in school. Frustrated at how acceptable behaviors were segregated by gender, and that she didn’t fit that binary mold. She makes it very clear that just because she was a tomboy doesn’t mean she was lesbian or trans- she felt that her gender fit her, she just didn’t express it in the same ways that society deemed “normal.” And got teased and bullied a lot in school because of it, but refused to change to please other people. Struggled with friendships (especially with judgemental girls) and relationships, until finally upon growing older and going to (what sounds like) an alternative high school, found her people, found places to fit in and just be herself and accepted for it. This was an easy read with a good message- people are just people, let them be themselves. Whatever that looks like. And it doesn’t always look like what you might expect.
Borrowed from the public library. Completed on 7/9/24.
