Being a Bro

Ok, everyone knows I'm pretty informal. Informality is sometimes mistaken in my family as crudeness. Obviously there's a line between the two. Do I cross it? yes. Alot? Duh. However, thought the past few years of my life, I have developed into a bro. Yeah, a bro. A "bro" is defined as 2. An alpha male idiot. This is the derogatory sense of the word (common usage in the western US): white, 16-25 years old, inarticulate, belligerent, talks about nothing but chicks and beer, drives a jacked up truck that’s plastered with stickers, has rich dad that owns a dealership or construction business and constantly tells this to chicks at parties, is into extreme sports that might be fun to do but are uncool to claim (wakeboarding, dirt biking, lacrosse), identifies excessively with brand names, spends a female amount of money on clothes and obsesses over his appearance to a degree that is not socially acceptable for a heterosexual male. The female equivalent of the Bro is the Bro Hoe. Bro Hoes are Bro groupies that hang around bros, many of whom are actually quite hot and are thus spared the scorn that is heaped on Bros. Ok, not quite on this bro definition, but I am not seen as a woman in my group of guy friends...or girl friends for that matter. My girl friends come to me for advice but most of the time the advice revolves around men. Why is he acting this way?, Why does he wear his clothes like this?, Why does he talk the way he does? Honestly, I don't know. I don't know why your guy friends do wierd things and I don't know why your boyfriend won't call you or text you. I'm a woman. I'm a girl. I'm trying extremely hard to become more woman like but it's pretty difficult to break bad habits.
It all started with my family. I always hung around my older cousin Shawn during weekends and over the summer. Shawn and I would play Power Rangers, basketball, football, and whiffle ball. We had fun yes and we are still close as unofficial siblings can get haha. Then, it progressed to my mum. My mum could never bring me to "Take your daughter to work day" because she claimed it was "confidential" work that I couldn't sit in on and thus it would be a waste to get me out of school for nothing. Therefore, I would go to school and end up spending the entire day with...the boys in my grade. After being invited to play kickball and whiffle ball I gained respect from them as not a girl but someone who could be fun and be with them on their own level. My sense of humor then developed to their liking so we could converse. Unfortunatley it stayed that way for a while. My dad and I have always enjoyed toilet humor and things like The Three Stooges and physical humor. This of course didn't leave and I entered junior high with this awesome sense of humor and immediatley identified with both boys and girls but more often boys. After that, high school came. High school...
High school is the time when the genders start to look at each other in a different light and forge new relationships with each other. This is also when you become friends with people that will literally watch you grow up and become who you are. I had a lot of gay guy friends and guy friends. I also didn't have a best friend. I had groups of friends but never a best friend. The guys I hung out with literally saw me as one of the guys. It was pretty saddening when I thought about it. I mean, I wasn't a girl. At one point I was planning a birthday party for one of my guy friends at Platinum Premier! (A nice gentlemen's club in m hometown) I was a man.
Being a bro has severely ruined potential relationships and the way I relate to people. I'm on a spree of self discovery and change. Here's to hoping I can reverse the years of testosterone I've put upon myself unknowingly.

Cheers.