Jellybean wrote:
Interesting fact. As we were waiting for the diagnosis of autism from my psychiatrist (I was 13 when she said this), she told my Mum to buy women's magazines for me because it would 'help me act more normal'. How looking at close ups of cellulite, photoshopped 'perfect' bodies and diet advice would help a vulnerable, self loathing autistic girl act more normal, I don't know...
The reason she mentioned this was because I kept picking up 'woman' magazine while I was waiting for my appointments. What she didn't know was that I was skipping all the celebrity stories and was reading the 'real life' stories, AKA the freak show kind of stories... I had an interest in that kind of thing for a while!
At least your psych didn't tell you to pledge a sorority when you got to college! I had a therapist tell me that at 19. I suffered through two whole evenings of rush before getting rejected by all 13 sororities. I was sitting on a bench getting ready to cry because "Now I'd never learn to be normal!!" when I realized what a complete and total crock of s**t it all was, laughed like a hyena, smoked a joint, and fired my therapist.
I probably would have up and gotten my diagnosis 15 years ago if it weren't for all the stupid NT creeps out there who think the thing to do with us is to make us the best imitation of them possible.
I enjoy Woman's Day and Ladies' Home Journal for the recipes and how-to advice about things like money and kid problems (though I usually think I have better ideas about the kids, they have taught me a lot about managing finances). I have gotten some good recipes and nutrition information, too. On the whole, though, I think the culture they promote (all the judgmentality and insecurity and envy and such) is pathological. Way more pathological than I am. As for Seventeen and Cosmo and stuff like that-- they make me sooooooo glad that I am not a neurotypical woman. I don't see how they stand to get out of bed in the mornings if those mags are an accurate portrayal of thier world.
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