Why Boys Hate Me.

 

You’re probably wondering why I titled this blog “Why Boys Hate Me.”

No, it’s not like boys actually hate me…

But for a long time, my experiences with guys were… not exactly smooth.

Growing up, whenever I interacted with guys, something would eventually go wrong. Conversations would become awkward, the vibe would change, and somehow they would slowly start avoiding me.

At first, I didn’t understand why.

In my mind, I was just being normal. Just talking the way I usually talk.

But later I started realizing something.

Sometimes I blurt things out too quickly…well…most times.

Sometimes my words come out harsher than I intend them to....and most times...disrespectful🥲

And sometimes my facial expression doesn’t help either. I might be listening, but my face might look like I’m uninterested or annoyed..

I’m not doing it on purpose.

But I started noticing that people could easily misunderstand it.

For a while, I thought the best solution was simple:

Just avoid boys completely.

No awkward conversations.

No misunderstandings.

No weird situations.

Problem solved… right?

Well, not really.

Avoiding people doesn’t actually teach you how to communicate better. It just postpones the lesson.

So slowly, I started paying more attention to the way I speak, the way I react, and how my words might sound to someone else.

I’m still learning.

I still have moments where I say something and immediately think, “Okay… that probably came out wrong.”

But I’m also realizing that growing up includes learning how to interact with different kinds of people.

Even when it’s uncomfortable.

Even when you make mistakes.

Maybe boys don’t actually hate me…some might though..

Maybe I was just learning how to communicate better all along.

And honestly?

I’m still learning….Really….I'm still learning!