When I was growing up, to be a girl was to be told to minimize the space you took up: "Close your legs. Don't be loud. Smile. Be cute. Be attractive. Be pleasing." I inherently balked against that as a kid. I was a rebellious kid, and I wasn't going to sit in the corner and be quiet. I've never been like that. However, looking back, I still notice some of the patterns of my own compliance. It's not that I hate myself for it, but I just wish I could turn around and say to my young self, "Take your seat. If there's not a seat there, drag a seat up to the table and sit down."
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