There’s something bittersweet about growing up as a girl. When we were little, friendships felt effortless like magic. You could walk up to another girl on the playground, ask “Do you want to play?”, and suddenly you were best friends for the next hour… or the next five years. There was no overthinking, no judgment, no hesitation. Just connection.
But somewhere along the way, something shifted.
Now, introducing yourself feels like stepping into a battlefield. You smile at a girl your age, and she gives you a dirty look. You try to start a conversation, and it feels like you’re interrupting something. You think you made a friend, but she only needed help with an assignment. Someone says they want to hang out, but they never text you again. It’s like everyone is guarded, suspicious, or already exhausted.
And honestly? It hurts.