I was one of those girls who didn't start dating until later into high school. I came from a traditional, Indo-Canadian family, which became broken about half-way through my childhood due to divorce. My mom took on the role as father-figure as well as being a mother, and was always willing to share her wisdom with me when it came to making it on my own, sans men.
"No dating until you're well into your forties, laddu." (Lesson: Abstain until you're ready.)
"Boys are gross. Stupid. No dating, even after you're forty." (Lesson: Relationships can have it's disappointments.)
"You're not allowed to date, even after I die, love. But I want beautiful grandchildren from you." (Lesson: Immaculate conception will be my future.)
As you can see, I had been equipped with all the tools I needed to face the big bad world of boys, along with my bushy, triangle shaped hairstyle, and large pedophile glasses I donned back in the day. In fact, I have real-life proof of my pre-teen glory:
It brought upon a series of expectations of which future mates and myself had to work towards. The purpose of this first affirmation (and future posts) is not only to remind myself of those standards, but to inspire you, the reader, to laugh and learn (but mostly laugh) from these testimonials. Also, this method of creative therapy is much cheaper than the psychological workouts I would be getting from a trained professional.
More testimonials to come.
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