Glee is such an over the top show. They are trying to fit a million stereotypes into a series, and hey, whatever. The thing is I was that girl in high school who pretty much got along with everyone. Sure, we had disagreements, but I was never bullied, and I sure as hell wasn't the one torturing someone else. But I've seen friends who had nasty things said about them, and friends who were the ones saying the horrible things.
Tonight's episode, Prom, was really interesting to me. I never saw that much drama in my own high school experience, but I know it goes on. And it makes me worry for this child of mine. Will I raise them well? Will they stand up for those who are being bullied? Will they stand tall if something is said about them? Will they know that high school is just a bull shit phase of life, and that only the most sad people look back on it and think it was the best days of their lives?
I've told my brothers that life after high school only gets better. When you step out into the real world you don't have to conform as much to your peers, that you get to choose who you are with less repercussions. Sure, workplace rules are something else. But whether you secretly harbor a love of cheesy pop music generally doesn't matter to anyone. And whom you love, to those who matter, is only up to how they treat you rather than who they are.
I was a theatre and choir kid, and my husband was a band geek (he played drums, for those interested), and no, not until our final semester did we really hang out. We did do Science Knowledge Bowl together. We are both kinda wicked smart. But you know what? Those things really have nothing to do with our lives anymore. I chose to walk away from acting for what I consider a more "normal" life, and G has not yet been permitted to start a band that practices in our basement. I've looked back on photos of us from high school and it just makes me laugh.....like a good wine, we've both gotten much better with age.
I want this child to know that. To know that no one defines who you are. That sometimes the place you're in can feel restricting, but if you just take a leap of faith and move on, you can move into a place where you are who you are without caring what others think. I worry about the kids these days. I worry that no one is telling them that. That they rock, and if the place they're in can't recognize that in them, then they can roll right along to a place that does. Life is too short to try and fit into a box that isn't you.