I want to enter a beauty pageant, but my mother won't let me.
I've yet to ask her strait out, but she's said that she wouldn't support me in it.
They just exploit young women.
You're unusual, so they won't want you.
I don't want you in this.

I've recieved a letter in the mail inviting me to a session for the young women in my area that want to enter in the local competition.
There isn't any bathing suit or talent competition in the pageant.
I think that one of the reasons my Mum is so adverse to this is her father made her do competitive Scottish Highland Daning for ten years when she was young.t
I know that this is just a cattle call for young girls with long, flowy hair and nothing much in their brain.
It's not meant for short-haired girls that want to be engineers and have flesh on their bones.

I just want them to see me.

I want them to see actual quality and dismiss me or let me stay.
I want to win this, to go out on stage and win against all the slim, long-limbed, tall, stereotypical beauties that can compete against me.

I'm atypical, and I want to win this for all of us that used to think we were worthless.