Ever since I was young, I was never very girly. I spent most of the
time running around and playing video games with my guy cousin and my
brother. Although I did spend some time playing with dolls with my
sister, I was always considered more "boyish" than girly to everyone in
my family because I preferred to play with the boys in my family. As I
got older, I started playing basket ball because my favorite cousin at
the time really liked it. I actually became pretty good that during my
lunch breaks in elementary school I would rather spend my time playing
basket ball with the boys than mingle with the other girls in school. As
a result this, many of my classmates labeled me as a "tomboy" because I
was good in sports. My ability to play sports intimidated many of the
guys because I was able to compete on the same level of them or even better than them.
Even until Middle School, the imagine that people had
towards me had always been the same. I was known as the girl that is
very good with sports that mostly had guy friends. At one point, I felt
very discouraged because although I have had many crushes for other boys
in my grade, I know that these boys would never look as me as a normal
girl just because I always had this "boyish" imagine to them. For along time I was very sad to know that because of my hobby participating in a "masculine activity,"
people treated me differently than how normal girls were usually
treated. This made me want to break out of imagine of being a "tomboy."
Everything became easier for me when I first moved to LA for High School. Because nobody knew me, people didn't label me as being a "tomboy." I was able to comfortably wear skirts because back when I was growing up, girls would tease me for wearing skirts. I was expected to be like the guys and act like them. It is very ironic because I felt restricted to act like a girl when I am a girl. Over time, as everyone matured, my imagine as being boyish did die down. I am able to feel more comfortable about myself because I able be myself with no expectations.
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