Growing up I was considered a tom boy, however I still wore dresses and played with Barbie’s, they usually had GI Joe boyfriends and turned into transformers when they got mad. But in retrospect I think I was a well-rounded little girl. I played sports and as well as danced ballet. My mother always told me I could be whatever I wanted in life, and that I was beautiful, more importantly on the inside where it really counted. I always believed everything my mother told me. That is till the day my cousin Sonny told me I was ugly and fat. I was so mortified I started crying. I was very confused too, why did my big cousin tell me something was wrong with me? Had my mother been lying to me all this time?
Now that I am an adult and I will soon be starting a family of my own I think about what I will tell my future daughter. Should I be honest to her and explain sometimes people are going to base everything about you on your looks? Should I try and watch what she eats and count her calories so she doesn’t have to struggle with weight issues like I did my whole life? Should I not let her entertain ideas of being president or a Doctor, because most women end up being secretaries? There are so many things I want for my future daughter, how can tell her the words is hers but then know in my mind all the hardships, struggles, and let downs she will face in her life because she is a girl?