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Imagine being raised on 40 hours a week of girlboss cartoons from Disney, Warner, Nickelodeon, etc.
Every situation, she's better than the boys. More confident, more capable. With ease she can beat them at anything they do. They're buffoons who fumble over themselves arrogantly trying to do what she does naturally. She's confident. Talks down to every guy around her. Smirks when they don't believe in her. Then she just wins. Never even so much as takes a single beating.
>you're smarter
>you're really more capable
>you're a boss, girl go out and win at life
>you don't need a man
>life's an adventure go live it!
Then 20 seconds after being thrust into a situation that isn't controlled by globohomo, she's immediately outwitted, out-performed, outclassed in every fucking way. She went and shaved the side of her head and no guy wants anything to do with her now. All those tats to make herself into that badass character she saw herself as, and the tough anti-hero guy she thought she'd match wits with never showed up.
Now she realizes she can't even match wits with the fat nerdy guy who wants to go to film school. She can't run as fast or even lift half as much weight as her best friend's twink boyfriend. She tried to go for her masters in comp-sci but the guys were busy writing shaders for CUDA cores, or implementing low-level hardware drivers, and her great idea was to make a new social media platform "with a twist", so she dropped out immediately.
Now she's working some shit office job where the male intern has had to help her out of simple situations that confuse her.
And to top it all off, she's slowly admitting that she wishes she's stuck with Josh, who's now a dad, and looks really happy in all those pictures with his 5 years younger stay-at-home wife.
>I could just be with kids right now, watching Cocomelon and folding laundry
