I've been struggling with something over the last day or two. It's so minor it's hardly worth mentioning, but it's really bothering me so I wanted to write about it.
One of my male friends who I adore called another friend of mine "cute". He didn't just say that she was cute, he said that she was and that I wasn't.
I know it sounds harsh but it wasn't in a mean context. We were talking about something specific that we do. And in doing that thing, he said that we were different - and that she was cute, and that I was funny but not cute. I have to reiterate that he wasn't saying that to be mean, but I of course took it to heart and have dwelled on it ever since. Of course ;)
It's not a biggie in the grand scheme of things but it's played on my mind. It made me feel deflated and sad, and then today I just felt a resolve of "I am going to train like a nut until I can be called little. And cute."
It's just a 4 letter word but it means so much, especially when you're not called it. Hopefully one day someone will call me cute. :)