But I am sick of the current trend of having them all fit into a single mold of “I am a 20-to-30something middle-class college educated woman who is going to make comedy out of hyperbolic exaggeration of what I think the average woman’s life is. This means I am going to act awkward, talk about how much I hate my body but still pretend I’m some sort of body positive icon when you can feel my self-loathing oozing out of every pore, and get into over-the-top but allegedly relatable situations with my family, my friends, and men (because I am inevitably straight).” 

I can’t tell any of them apart at this point, honestly. 

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