GirlScout
The world is a…playground…
There’s nothing I hate more than the idea of building consensual camaraderie…with my peers. I’ve been trying to shed this cynicism. But the older I get, the more I realize that most ‘friend’ groups are a collection of spirits…all in covert competition…with each other. So they seek out souls who have the emotional intelligence of an elementary schooler…in order to gaslight them into the belief of girl code. Falling victim to this outdated ideology is a pipeline to pessimism. And if you’re unfortunate enough to befriend females who desire what you have, survival instincts are needed. Just to be able to escape the matrix of the mentally imbalanced…who prefer for you to lose what you possess…so you stop reminding them what they lack.
I spent the majority of my youth believing in the concept of ‘friendship’. Because my inability to conceive what females are capable of, when they have hidden hatred for you, stopped me from picking up on a lot of red flags. I think it was harder for me to accept that the only friend I’d ever truly have is myself, because I liked the concept of clique culture. But the karma from my days as a mean girl, set me up to meet like minds, who offered me the same pain…that I imparted on the people I traumatized, before I developed a conscience. And the PTSD from those experiences, turned me into the introvert that I am now. It was already hard pretending to be friendly, before my seclusion gave me access to my ability to read energy. Now it’s damn near impossible to act like I don’t see how most unhealed females pretend to be girls girls…just so they can project their insecurities…onto anyone that attempts to build a genuine bond with them.
FriEnDsHiPs like these aren’t what all women attract though. The ones who attract competitors instead of confidants…were more than likely raised by moms, who lacked maternal instincts. This might be me projecting my own reality, but the females I’ve met who are committed to their one sided competitions with me…all lack the type of bonds with their moms…that aren’t self-sacrificing. So when they meet souls that trigger a need to compromise within the confines of friendship…they lash out and try to leave that person worse than they found them. I feel like this is a defense mechanism in order to compensate for their inability to find balance…with the one woman who was supposed to make these kinds of concessions on their behalf. But because the roles were reversed…everyone of the same sex is subsequently seen as collateral damage; to fill the void for the lack of love shown…when they were in their most vulnerable state. Which births superiority complex connections…instead of sisterhoods.
Love,
Choosy
