Don't let the whining mollycoddle fool you, she got as much sports playing time as a kid as any other kid, her mother and father watched as many of her
little league games as they did those of their male children, and she was the kind of person that liked
attention so much she would try to walk over anybody she thought was weaker or more passive than her to get it. If you listened to her lies, you would think her mother and father didn't even notice her and that she had to do 10 times as much to prove she was just as
worthy as a boy, when really
the narrative is a means to an end, a way for her to keep getting the
attention she was always accustomed to getting since birth because she was a bully (the kind that bullied due to too little discipline instead of too much). It's everyone around her that always had to prove that they were still worthy of anything once she arrived somewhere, it was everyone around her that had to prove they were not already obsolete, outdated, phased out, or useless (and ready for demolition). She was Buzz Lightyear, her mother's new flying toy. How could anyone not be obsolete when Buzz Lightyear came around? It mattered only to Buzz Lightyear who was on the sideline.