girlfriends. My friends growing up my whole life were always guys, even until this day. I hung out with a lot of kidsâgirls and boysâbut the girls werenât really my friends.
Not long after we moved, I met these twin girls, Nicole and Teresa. They were friends with everybody, but they hated me.
Nicole and Teresa were snotty little rich girls like me, but their father wasnât a made guy. He was a regular working guy. They didnât have the crowd around them that I had, but they hung out with the same type of people that I did. Teresa was going out with Carmine Sessaâs son. They liked the same scenery as I did at the time. They wanted to hang out with all the street guys.
Carmineâs wife, Annie, was at the house one day and she talked to me about them.
âYou should make friends with Nicole and Teresa.â
I wasnât having any part of it.
âIâm not making friends with them. Theyâre so snotty.â
âWell, Iâm going to talk to them and see if they want to talk to you.â
They didnât. They said the same things about me that I said about them. They told Annie they didnât want to be friends with me because I was such a snob.
The funny thing was, I wasnât a snob. I honestly never knew why nobody wanted to talk to me. I didnât really understand it. Even though my father told me when I was younger that it was because of who he was, I didnât think much about what he was saying.
Maybe I had this persona of being a show-off, when I really didnât realize that I was. I never thought I was a show-off. It was instilled in me by the age of six that having nice things was okay. But I never was the type to stick it in peopleâs faces, like some of the girls I knew.
They had everythingâI even felt like they had more than meâand they really showed it off. I was never like that. But everybody loved them, so I never understood why people liked them, but they didnât like me.
Recently I ran into a guy whoâs a friend of mineâa single dadâat my kidsâ school, who kind of put things into perspective for me. He told me that when heâs talking to other women in the schoolyard and I go near him, they walk away. I was shocked.
âAre you serious?â I didnât realize that. âWhy?â
âI donât know. It doesnât really matter.â
âI really want an answer. Are you joking around with me?â
âNo, Iâm serious. Take notice the next time thereâs a group of mothers Iâm talking to. Whenever you come over to me, youâll notice they walk away.â
âWhy do you think that is?â
âWell, Linda, when you walk into the schoolyard, you have a presence about you, an attitude.â
âI have an attitude?â
âI donât even think you realize it.â
âI donât realize it, because I donât have an attitude.â
âLinda, I know you, but people who donât know you, they would think that you do.â
âWhy?â
âI donât know. Itâs just the way you look.â
The more I thought about it, I realized it was because I was always on the defensive, thinking that somebody had something to say to me about my father, or the life, or whatever. Thatâs basically why I became so disliked. I was always on the defensive, and Iâve always been on the defensive.
But growing up not understanding why people didnât want to talk made me very insecure. It made me not want to be sociable with anyone. People thought I didnât want to be bothered. It wasnât that I was snobby. Instead, I was just going into a shell. I didnât know how to socialize because people werenât talking to me. If I was just being me, and no one wanted to talk to me, then I figured I must be doing something wrong. I thought they just didnât like me, but I didnât know why.
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