I spent what feels like my whole life wondering what people would think of me. What they would think of my clothes and style. What they would think about my relationships and friendships.
But recently, I stopped.
I stopped caring what people thought about me, my life, my relationships.
I stopped being worried about how many likes I'd get when I posted a picture. I stopped caring what people thought about what I looked like.
I stopped caring about others', mostly strangers', opinions. I stopped wondering if I should text that guy first.
I value my friends and family’s opinions. I’m constantly sending a text before I buy something, asking for opinions. But they don’t always make my decision.
My mom had always shared her opinion with me, but followed it with, "If you like it, get it."
What really sparked this "I don't care" attitude is when I wrote an article that a lot of people I know didn't agree with.
I realized I couldn't please everyone. I could do what everyone wanted. I couldn't agree with what everyone else's opinions.
And honestly, that’s how I started living. If I like a picture, I
I had to just be me. I couldn't conform to people. I couldn't base my opinions and judgment off of other people. I had to do me.
At the end of the day, I need to be happy. I need to enjoy the things I enjoy. I need to be with the people I want to be with.
When I realized it doesn’t matter what other people think, I realized how much happier I was.
And at the end of every day, that’s most important.
