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262 pages, Paperback
First published March 14, 2017
“History and experience have proven to me that it’s very hard for people to understand, and all too easy for them to judge.”
And the anxiety is a constant hum, a buzzing in your body and mind that never stops. Sometimes it feels like I’m allergic to the world, like I’m allergic to my own species. Being here, it’s an assault on my senses.
“Besides, there's no one way to be a girl, Tay. You don't need to fit yourself into what society tells us a girl should be. Girls can be whoever they want. Whether that's an ass-kicking, sarcastic, crime-solving FBI Agent or a funny, gorgeous, witty beauty queen--or both at the same time."
“But how could you possibly know you’re bi? Have you ever been with a girl?”
“How did you know you were straight before you were with a girl, Reese?”
“That's what we do. We walk a tightrope every day. Getting out the door is a tightrope. Going grocery shopping is a tightrope. Socializing is a tightrope. Things that most people consider to be normal, daily parts of life are the very things we fear and struggle with the most, and yet here we are, moving forward anyway. That's not weak.”
“To the girl who hid in the shadows and tried to body-shame me, I’m sorry you thought that was a good use of your time and energy. I hope you find happiness within yourself. You deserve that. We all do.”
To the weirdo's, the geeks and the fandom queens. To the outcasts, the misfits and everything in between. The days of playing the sidekick are over. You are the superheroes now. You are my people, and this is for you
“That's what we do. We walk a tightrope every day. Getting out the door is a tightrope. Going grocery shopping is a tightrope. Socializing is a tightrope. Things that most people consider to be normal, daily parts of life are the very things we fear and struggle with the most, and yet here we are, moving forward anyway. That's not weak.”
"Everything feels like I'm on a stage, spotlight on me, all eyes on me, watching, judging. Like I'm one second away from total disaster. It's invisible, it's irrational, it's never-ending. I could be standing there, smiling and chatting like everything is totally fine, while secretly wanting to scream and cry and run away. No one would every know. In my mind, no one can hear me scream."
"I'm not offended by the word 'fat,' even though you said it like it was the worst thing ever. I don't care what some random person thinks about my body. I like my body."
“But how could you possibly know you’re bi? Have you ever been with a girl?”
I remember seeing the frustration written all over Charlie’s face, and I spoke up. “How did you know you were straight before you were with a girl, Reese? [...] He’s all for equality, but he doesn’t even believe bisexuality exists.” She rubbed her fingers over the space between her eyebrows like she had a headache. “You can’t pick and choose whose equality you support. That’s not equality.”
“Besides, there's no one way to be a girl, Tay. You don't need to fit yourself into what society tells us a girl should be. Girls can be whoever they want. Whether that's an ass-kicking, sarcastic, crime-solving FBI Agent or a funny, gorgeous, witty beauty queen--or both at the same time." She swings an arm around me and pulls me in.
"Are you happy the way you are? Are you comfortable? Do you feel like yourself?"
The corner of my mouth lifts into a half smile. "Yes. Yes. And yes."
"Then that's all that matters. Fuck everything else.”
Because Jamie is my best friend, the one who always seems to know what I’m thinking.The one who gives me space when I need it but is always there when I need him. He’s the one I can sit in the darkness with, hovering eleven stories up in a metal box, and still feel like I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else, with anyone else. He’s the one I can share my mess with. He’s the one I can share my weird with. He’s the one.And the movie and TV show references made me swoon.
I don’t know how much longer I could’ve watched their incessant Ross-Rachel, will they/ won’t they storyline without doing something drastic.It’s just that the characters don’t feel completely three dimensional — they work too hard to be good representations.