Favorite Posts From This Year #8

People make such snap judgements of you. The moment they meet you. And somedays I just would like to be judged by the pages in my book not my cover.

I am not cute damnit 

I am petite, thin,  and “cute as a button” giving me quite the innocent look.

This pisses me off. And has since I was a kid.

I AM NOT CUTE! DAMNIT! I am edgy and dangerous.

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I promise


damn, no I’m not.

This would not be a problem, except people laugh at me. All the time. Literally.

Why blog about this today? If this is a life long problem. I walk into work and go to my department head to let them know I got a new tattoo and it is visible. I am allowed to show my tattoos as long as they are tasteful. What was her response and the response of a co worker. Laughter. For five minutes. Followed by you are just so funny. Why? Because I just don’t look like a girl that would get tattoos, so me enjoying getting tattoos is just ridiculous.

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This post is for all of us out there that are tired of being considered completely ridiculous by simply being ourselves.

No matter how many times they laugh, write you off, or dismiss you, stand tall! Be proud!

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12 thoughts on “Favorite Posts From This Year #8

  1. Since hitting “adulthood” I have always looked about 7-8 years younger than I am – which at 34, looking 26-ish isn’t a problem, it’s actually a good thing, but at 29 looking like a 21 year old was freaking annoying. Couple that with one of those high-pitched “little girl” voices (I often get asked on the phone “Is your mother home?”) and I do feel your pain trying to be taken seriously in the office. :-/

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