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Peer pressure is such a wierd thing. It works, but the second you see how cruel it is, it just disgusts you and loses all power.
This was also where "yo momma" insults were also invisible to me. Like, "You don't even know my mother, you're just saying that and it makes no sense." It wasn't a trigger for me like it was other kids. I saw it for what it was. I'd tell my friends, "they just say that to get you mad, don't listen," but they'd get mad anyway. It's like they couldn't help it. I think dares were in that headspace as well.
I wasn't popular growing up. I was really awkward and non-athletic, so I didn't bow to peer pressure as much as the other kids. I was going to be unpopular either way, so...
I cheated by having a horrible mother.
"Yo momma so stupid, she cheat on your dad with herself and cucked him for it!"
nods "true, true..."