Tuesday, July 9, 2019

Kissing Frogs

As an adolescent, there are certain activities that are a rite of passage; experiences that the vast majority of teenagers live through before they graduate high school. As I have shared, my childhood and adolescent's was anything but typical.   I rarely went to parties, and as for school functions, my friends had to drag me to them. So it may come to no surprise that I did not partake in your typical teenager party games, such as, spin-the-bottle, truth or dare, seven minutes in heaven and countless others.  I was always the spectator, wishing that somehow the cute guy will think I was pretty enough to kiss.
And the one and only time I played one of these games, I ended up in tears and was completely embarrassed.
I was about sixteen or seventeen and went to a classmates birthday party. We were all sitting in a circle, I think there might have been about 25 people sitting in a small living room. The game consisted of spinning an empty beer bottle, and whoever faced the mouth would then dare the person that had the bottom facing them. I sat within the circle, but I was not an active participant.  I was distracted and speaking with someone else when all of a sudden, I heard in Spanish, " I dare you to kiss Angela on the lips." At that moment, my entire world froze.
The room became silent ( at least this is how I remember it)  I distinctly remember him sitting in the circle looking at her and shaking his head, he then looked at me and said, " I will only kiss her on her cheek" I was devastated.  A  so-called male friend egged him on, saying, " come on, just give her a kiss, a small one." The guy laughed and said, " Don't be an ass, I am only kissing her on the cheek." He crawled towards me and placed his lips on my cheek.
Image result for kissing frogsAt that moment, my world fell apart not only because I was not kissed but also because I was humiliated in front of everyone that attended that party. After the game ended, I called my parents to pick me up, while I waited for my dad, I stupidly told my guy friend how I felt, he could not understand why I was so upset and hurt. To him, nothing terrible happened, he was unwilling to show compassion. 
Now, years later, I am thrilled that I did not get my first kiss from some loser that had been swapping spit with other girls that night. In retrospect, I was actually lucky because in my 32 years of life I have never kissed a frog, and that is something very few people can brag about.




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