The thing is she is different for them. While most of the other girls spend the majority of their time talking about clothes, sports, their hair, and boys...or one particular boy to distraction she cares about school, and Supernatural, and being friends with everyone. She talks about poetry or the anthropological intricacies of large families in Georgia. She talks about music. She has the self confidence to get up and speak or sing in front of whole ward. She talks about cooking with her mom. She enjoys speaking with adults as much as she does with other teenagers. She has really embraced one of the girls in the ward who is having a hard time of it at school and home. She doesn't just moon over one unobtainable guy but is friends with all the young men including the ones who are in to robots, computers, scary movies, and gaming. She is interesting and quirky and friendly and the fact that the girls tried to take her down a notch last week really bothers me. Don't get me wrong, for the most part I like the other girls. They are cute and fun but this need to push people down, well that part I don't like. Why do girls do this? Why do people do this? Maybe you don't share interest with someone else, maybe you actually find someone annoying, maybe you don't even like someone. Who the heck cares. Keep it to yourself. Enjoy the parts of other people that you can and ignore the parts you don't like.
I felt very out of place as a child and youth. We didn't have very much money. I wasn't skinny. My hair was always frizzy. I liked school, reading, and dreaming about college. I was horrible at sports. I was pretty dorky. I had some great friends growing up, especially within the group of girls I went to church with, but at school I got teased a lot. It could be painful. I look at my life now and I wonder where those people are. I married pretty well. Our life is pretty great. I have great kids, and a great marriage, I've been able to do a lot of cool things, and travel to a lot of amazing places. I wonder if my life is better than some of those people. I rarely wonder if my life is worse. The truth is who cares. Regardless of if their lives are horrible or great, I'm happy with where I am. That's really all that matters to me and their own happiness is really all that should matter to them.
I tried to explain this to my little friend. Are you happy with your life? Do you like yourself? These are the things that matter. Sure it would be great if these other girls could appreciate you for who you are. Having friends always makes life a little easier but them not liking you, that is a reflection of them not you, and if they think you are weird then embrace it. Being weird can be amazing.