learning to cheerfully dislike other people is I think a critical component of getting along with people who don't like you. Like as soon as I got a solid grasp on the fact that there is a wide swath of humanity that gets on my nerves and that it's my problem, not theirs, it got easier to be around people I find annoying. Once that's settled, it's easy to flip the reasoning around and conclude that if someone doesn't like me, that's a quirk of their own strange and arbitrary tastes, not a judgment upon either of us as a person. You can't like everyone. Not everyone will like you. It's fine. It's not a personal attack in either direction. We can exchange cordial nods across the room and then go on with our lives

Women's fashion is like this is too tight in the legs this is too loose in the crotch this digs into your stomach when you sit down this flashes people when you bend over this shows your pantylines to everyone this shows your bra straps this shows the outline of your bra cups this falls off your shoulder if you slouch this flashes people if you ride your bike this prevents you from running this prevents you from climbing this digs into your toes this has no pockets this squeezes your thighs this drags in the mud this is see-through in direct sunlight this gives you a rash if you wear it all day this is comfortable but someone told you it's trashy this makes you self-conscious because it is too tight this makes you self-conscious because it is too loose this stops you from sitting cross-legged this stops you from breathing all the way in this doesn't look how it did on the mannequin this went out of style yesterday this makes you too aware of your body this squeezes so tight it makes you angry this fits so wrong it makes you think you're the problem

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