I wrote this for xojane.com. I’ve been mentally and emotionally dealing with this for a while. Basically, I realized last year that, like everyone, I’m a cliche*. My cliche happens to be that “manic pixie quirky adorkable grown up nerd girl who gets awkward around dudes.”
Sometimes we stare into the void and someone who owns an ocarina in her twenties stares back.
*We all fit some kind of personality trope, even if we’re weirdos. Then we fit the weirdo trope.