A challenge I’ve overcome…
I used to care A LOT about what people thought of me. It used to bother me when people didn’t like me, or when people didn’t agree with things that I had to say. But those days are over now…because I DON’T CARE.
I realized that all of the overthinking was making me sad and I was losing myself in the process. I was depressed and wondering why ONE person didn’t like me out of the 30 others that did. Why didn’t ONE person agree with the way I was living MY life. Keyword, MY.
I had to come to terms with the fact that I was living MY life and nobody else’s. I had to determine what was right for ME. What I wanted to do, where I wanted to go, what I wanted to study, listen to, read, who I wanted to love was all about ME. As long as I wasn’t doing harm to anyone else in the process of living my life, I was good.
I don’t care what people think of me. If I’m not the type of person you want to be friends with, if I don’t strike you like the type of person you would talk to, if you don’t like the things I write, read, listen to and if you don’t like who and what I love…then that is YOUR problem. Not mine.
It looks years of self doubt and sadness for me to realize this. I’m finally out of that dark place and I am so grateful for growth.