Anonymous wrote:Does she have the social skills to make friends? There are social skills groups for middle school girls (and other ages as well). Google it and you'll find something.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:I guarantee there are other quirky kids out there feeling the same as she does, you guys just need to find them. Drama club is always a good place to start (I should know, I was a theatre geek!). Also any kind of science club if she likes science. Art lessons, anything where the offbeat is appreciated.
Oh and please tell her from me, it gets better. I didn't fit in either, and now my life is so amazing. =)
What do you do now if you don't mind me asking?
Not the PP. But I was pretty much a social pariah. No one wanted to hang out with me. I had zero friends outside of school in middle school. I did school activities, but the people in the activities would hang out without me.
I really came out of my shell in high school. Was on student council, led a couple of organizations. Since then I have had zero shortage of friends and was well liked throughout college and law school. After middle school, I found that people cared more whether you were nice and fun to be around rather than "cool". I was friends with the bookworms, the nerds, the cheerleaders, the jocks, etc. Because of my own experiences being left out, I made a point of being nice to everyone. By high school my parents were concerned that I had too many social obligations. That problem persists today
This is what is key, IMO. And, why it's somewhat important to make sure your kid knows that middle school isn't really what life is like. Being surrounded by 11-13 year old kids who are hormonal and insecure themselves.
As you get older, the stuff that mattered so much in middle school becomes much less important.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:I guarantee there are other quirky kids out there feeling the same as she does, you guys just need to find them. Drama club is always a good place to start (I should know, I was a theatre geek!). Also any kind of science club if she likes science. Art lessons, anything where the offbeat is appreciated.
Oh and please tell her from me, it gets better. I didn't fit in either, and now my life is so amazing. =)
What do you do now if you don't mind me asking?
Not the PP. But I was pretty much a social pariah. No one wanted to hang out with me. I had zero friends outside of school in middle school. I did school activities, but the people in the activities would hang out without me.
I really came out of my shell in high school. Was on student council, led a couple of organizations. Since then I have had zero shortage of friends and was well liked throughout college and law school. After middle school, I found that people cared more whether you were nice and fun to be around rather than "cool". I was friends with the bookworms, the nerds, the cheerleaders, the jocks, etc. Because of my own experiences being left out, I made a point of being nice to everyone. By high school my parents were concerned that I had too many social obligations. That problem persists today
Anonymous wrote:So, I didn't get invited to parties. I invited the girls in my class to my 10th birthday party, which was over the summer and they all told me they wanted to come to, and they all pretended like they didn't get the invitation. When I finally got invited to sleepovers, they invited me so they could pick on me. I thought I was making friends. They put my bra in the freezer, stuck my hand in a bowl of warm water, and at another party, they picked a fight with me, so I'd have to call my mom and leave in the middle of the night.
When I look back on the situation, I see a host of things I would have wanted my mom to do. I would have wanted to her teach me how to dress better. I would have wanted her to teach me how to do my hair. I would have wanted her to ask me what parts of my body I felt insecure about (my hips and my elbows) and teach me about how they weren't weird and how to wear clothes to flatter them. I would have wanted her to help me choose glasses that didn't make me look so ridiculous. She could have taught me how to wear makeup, instead of letting me reapply the same things over and over again that didn't work for me.
The other thing is that kids who wore certain brands stand out. I have no idea if that's still the case now, but I can only assume that it is.
I started dating a guy in high school who transferred from another school. He really liked me, but didn't want people to know, so he wouldn't talk to me in school. Apparently, he was very unpopular at his other school, but somehow became very popular at our school. I had no idea that people would be like that. That when someone is considered unpopular in school, that people who genuinely like them will shun them just to stay popular. I watched shows like Glee and Awkward, and it's hard to imagine that kind of stupid shit being real, but then I look back on how people treated me, and I'm shocked that this continues. That parents can't band together and break the cycle.
It took me that decade to try and fail, but I eventually learned on my own how to dress, how to do my hair, how to do my makeup, how to present myself with confidence. My high school graduation picture was a new, glowing me.
It's not my mom's fault even though I wish she knew what I knew about me, she didn't know how to do those things herself. And, it takes a lot of experience to know how to give that kind of feedback without tearing someone down.
My advice outside my anecdote is to encourage your daughter to be involved in as many clubs as she can be. I tried to do so much. I failed at soccer and cheerleading, but I maintained more than 13 activities per year. I was happy, even though now I know I probably should have been sad because of situations. So funny, I don't know how I came out of that tunnel feeling like I grew up happy.
Good luck, OP.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Pro writer poster, wanted to add, when I was 13 and eating lunch by myself YET AGAIN and hoping no boys would make fun of me (they liked to bark at me) I could never imagined that I would be me now. It DOES get better, and I wish I could tell all the lunch alone kids out there that and have them believe me. *sigh*
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:I guarantee there are other quirky kids out there feeling the same as she does, you guys just need to find them. Drama club is always a good place to start (I should know, I was a theatre geek!). Also any kind of science club if she likes science. Art lessons, anything where the offbeat is appreciated.
Oh and please tell her from me, it gets better. I didn't fit in either, and now my life is so amazing. =)
What do you do now if you don't mind me asking?

Anonymous wrote:How about Math Team, a coding club or camp, or something in robotics? I think a joint event with her cousin is also a nice idea. Can they do a New Years Eve at 9 party? A movie and ice cream over a weekend with a group of kids? Good luck!
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Pro writer poster, wanted to add, when I was 13 and eating lunch by myself YET AGAIN and hoping no boys would make fun of me (they liked to bark at me) I could never imagined that I would be me now. It DOES get better, and I wish I could tell all the lunch alone kids out there that and have them believe me. *sigh*
I was going to write this also.
I had a miserable time in middle school. I'll say it got a bit better in HS when I found a few people through clubs, etc. I had terrible social skills, and was very introverted. Ate lunch by myself tons of times!
But, I agree that I wish I could tell your DD that it gets better. Like this PP, I have a great job, fantastic DH and good kids (so far), and have some good friends that I've had for years now. I would have NEVER imagined life turning out this way for me - I always thought I wasn't worthy of happiness. My job now involves talking to people/stranger on a daily basis, and I do it without even a second thought. I really came into my own in college/grad school
Middle school isn't at all like real life, fortunately. And, some kids just take some more time.
Good luck to your DD, OP.