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My little sister is the most dramatic person I know, and I say that with my whole chest. Last spring she was in love with a boy from her chemistry class. Not a crush. Love. She knew his schedule, his favorite energy drink, which hoodie he wore on Mondays. She had a whole plan to talk to him at the end of the semester. Then one Friday she opened her phone and there he was, on someone else’s story, arm around a girl from the soccer team, both of them laughing at something off camera. She didn’t cry right away. She just walked into my room, sat on the floor, put her hands together like she was in church, and said, completely seriously, “God, if I can’t have him, please just make him gay so I never have to see him with other girls.” 😭 I laughed so hard I had to put my face in a pillow. And then she started laughing too, the kind of laughing that’s half crying, and we just sat there on the floor while she ate my snacks and told me everything. Under the joke, I knew exactly what she meant. She didn’t actually want to change who he was. She just wanted it to not be about her. Because if he liked boys, then it wouldn’t be that he picked someone else over her. It wouldn’t mean she wasn’t pretty enough or funny enough or brave enough to talk to him first. It would just be the way things were, and she wouldn’t have to compare herself to a girl with perfect hair and a varsity jacket. That’s the real prayer under the joke. Please don’t make me feel replaceable. Please let this not be about me. I told her the thing I wish someone had told me at her age. Him liking someone else isn’t a ranking. It’s not a judgment on her worth. People like who they like for a hundred reasons that have nothing to do with you, and one day someone is going to look at her the exact way she looked at him. She rolled her eyes at me, obviously. But she stopped watching his stories after that. A month later she had a new crush, and I swear she’s already forgotten the first one’s last name. So yeah, God, if you’re listening, maybe skip that specific request. Just let her see that she’s someone else’s favorite thing to look at.
My little sister is the most dramatic person I know, and I say that with my whole chest. Last spring she was in love with a boy from her chemistry class. Not a crush. Love. She knew his schedule, his favorite energy drink, which hoodie he wore on Mondays. She had a whole plan to talk to him at the end of the semester. Then one Friday she opened her phone and there he was, on someone else’s story, arm around a girl from the soccer team, both of them laughing at something off camera. She didn’t cry right away. She just walked into my room, sat on the floor, put her hands together like she was in church, and said, completely seriously, “God, if I can’t have him, please just make him gay so I never have to see him with other girls.” 😭 I laughed so hard I had to put my face in a pillow. And then she started laughing too, the kind of laughing that’s half crying, and we just sat there on the floor while she ate my snacks and told me everything. Under the joke, I knew exactly what she meant. She didn’t actually want to change who he was. She just wanted it to not be about her. Because if he liked boys, then it wouldn’t be that he picked someone else over her. It wouldn’t mean she wasn’t pretty enough or funny enough or brave enough to talk to him first. It would just be the way things were, and she wouldn’t have to compare herself to a girl with perfect hair and a varsity jacket. That’s the real prayer under the joke. Please don’t make me feel replaceable. Please let this not be about me. I told her the thing I wish someone had told me at her age. Him liking someone else isn’t a ranking. It’s not a judgment on her worth. People like who they like for a hundred reasons that have nothing to do with you, and one day someone is going to look at her the exact way she looked at him. She rolled her eyes at me, obviously. But she stopped watching his stories after that. A month later she had a new crush, and I swear she’s already forgotten the first one’s last name. So yeah, God, if you’re listening, maybe skip that specific request. Just let her see that she’s someone else’s favorite thing to look at.

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