Teen Angst in Past Lives
Last night I had several dream sequences in which I was in a group of females, a-la Mean Girls, and getting my ass handed to me verbally just for being myself. It was semi-upsetting. But then, during the dream, I had a realization that being in a group/gaggle of girls is something I’ve been actively avoiding all of my adult life. This is likely because all of my experiences within those circumstances often ended up in me feeling inferior or like an outsider, for numerous reasons. During the dream, I began to realize that I no longer had to care what Becky-Be-Blonde believes or thinks. I can’t always shield myself from the pain of rejection, but I can always remind myself of this logic, and hopefully it’ll reduce my recovery time. That’s really all I can ask for.