It’s not up to me to make other women to like me. I must be true to myself. I know not to expect other women to be my friends. I mean, you can’t force friendships.
As the old saying goes, ‘With friends like these, who needs enemies.” It’s a pity that out of self-preservation one must leave a toxic relationship even churches and families.
I remember (when I was freshman in high school) walking to school one morning and found three girls at the gateway. As I approached the entrance, they turned their backs on me. Ekora cholchemeraech with spite in their eyes. Ok now what did I do. I thought we were friends. I thought wrong. The girls’ cliques in high school were a thing then and are still happening today. It’s laughable. I forgot about these mean and toxic girls until the movie “Mean Girls” came out. It made me laugh. How childish is that? (Very two-year-olds, if you ask me). The movie gets right to the heart of toxic friendships, power struggles, alienation, the push and pull of female friendships, the heartbreaks and joys, and absurdities of all of it.
It’s hard when you are labeled because of fear that ýou might block the sun and leave them in the dark. Those who push you out are very insecure women who fear your strength and your mental and emotional capacity. And they spread gossip to damage you. Instead of admitting their weaknesses and pursue strength they will label you by overgeneralization.
“Their family are just like that.” Tedi uaisei el blai. It’s like a trick, an illusion.
The pain of rejection is generated almost entirely from overgeneralization. So we must not take their toxic words seriously. They don’t see you as you. They see themselves as less and to become more they will cut you at the knees. Very toxic.
It’s not what you are or want to be; it’s their insecurity that have labeled you to be. It’s projection. Renounce labels that come from fear, envy, and jealousy. Kick them flying out of your world. They’re not worth a dime. Be free.