You know those cliché young adult romance novels?
Where the young teenage girl is finishing her last years in high school with her one or two best friends, either a girl, or a girl and guy, where her best friends are deeply in love with each other but don't know it yet. The Girl who considers herself shy, and different to all the other girls, usually bullied by a blonde mean girl who is materialistic and slutty. Although when she meets this one guy, whether he is the hot, popular jock of the school or the sexy bad boy who wears a leather jacket, she all of a sudden becomes someone, and everyone see's her differently. She thinks she's ugly, where as she is actually stunningly beautiful, and doesn't see herself truly for who she is, and of course her lover jock or bad boy boyfriend thinks she's beautiful, in contrary to the popular mean girl who still thinks she's fat or a nerd. And of course she is very smart and athletic, with an amazing body which she hides beneath baggy clothes, she usually gets this body from the fights she does in her spare time because she is actually a bad ass.
I could go on forever, but from my description... I think you know what I am talking about. Yes, those novels. Every single novel that ever exists in the entire universe.
Those novels ruined me, they made me believe in true love, and that the boy will always come find me and fall in love with me. And I will meet them in some romantic way, that I should wait for them.
Its wrong. Utterly, and completely wrong. I didn't realise that, I had to figure it out myself.
So here it is, the story of my life that is kind of cliché but not in the way you would expect, because my life wasn't a best selling young adult novel, it was my story, my experience and sure as hell my life – so don't expect too much.
It's just the story of me, proof that life isn't a romance novel.
p.s. I'm not taking a hit at cliché books, I fucking love them and they are awesome, but seriously, it's still something we need to discuss.
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Proof that life isn't a romance novel
Teen FictionThose young adult romance novels ruined me. They made me believe in true love, they made me rely on fate and that the right boy will come along and sweep me off my feet, that I will meet them in some romantic way and we will love each other forever...