I’m sensing a trend in the air. A change in me that came on suddenly, without warning, and has hit me like a phaser to the face. What is this epidemic that has infected me? What is this strange sickness I am suddenly plagued with? It’s simple. I have lost my mean girl mojo.
Now I know how this must sound. You’re a mean girl? Why would you be upset about losing her? And the answer is simply that I am not upset at all. I feel quite liberated actually. And I hope I infect people with this anti-mean girl virus, and that its spreads like the plague!
Last week I was the trash talking mama that most girls are, not horrible, but you know nitty and judgey. I was jealous, and judgmental, and I put other women down. Statements rushed through my lips like, “honestly is she going to wear that” and “ugh she doesn’t deserve him or that job,” etc… But then something miraculous happened. Some mean girls, who by the way are just way worse than me, were slinging mud at me, metaphorically speaking of course. And I held my head high, and then went home and watched BBC and cried. And as I was watching a platter of British awesome, I realized something. Women have been drinking haterade lately.
Yes, we have been filling our water with a packet of haterade it’s true. We hate on other girls for being prettier, or thinner, or succeeding, when we should have some kind of sisterhood of the traveling yayas going on. But even in our best girl flicks we can see evidence of this sabotage we throw at each other. And why, when we are supposed to be breaking through glass ceilings, which is quite difficult with other girls tripping you on the way to the top floor?
So what am I doing to stop the hateration? For one, I’m asking myself when I start to rant, why am I ranting? Did this woman work hard? Did she try to express herself? Did these women, like me, begin the day with a list of insecurities and pull herself together to try to succeed in life, in love, and in career? And most importantly, why should I hate on her when she’s simply trying, like me, to live her life. At this rate we might never have a woman president, because we would be too busy saying she was fat, and that she’s such a this and that.
Now don’t get me wrong. As women we have such kind and caring hearts. But the tendency to work against ourselves is to prevalent now a days. So I’m changing Kool-Aid flavors. And I’m going to let the world know I may slip up a bit now and then, but I’m going to do my best to stop being a mean girl, one comment at a time. So girls I want to say to you, I love what you’re wearing, and Zac Efron and you would make such a cute couple!
May the force be with us!
Peace, love, and all that Jazz,