You worry about what others are thinking of you, until you realize that they are worrying about what others are thinking of them and not thinking much about you at all.
Spent my whole life being physically and verbally abused simply for being different. I have a permanent bump in my head to remind me of the rocks thrown and the one that hit me hard enough to do that.
I'm finally coming out of my shell and learning to trust at 30+ but it's requiring so much courage
Trying to break myself of this. It's hard but I'm getting better at doing things because I WANT to vs not because of how others will judge me. Fuck em. They don't deserve my time, my energy, or my attention.
Mmmm, it do be true.
I'm far to self-conscious at times about what strangers at the store will think of me in my pajamas.
Then I reminded myself that who cares.
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I'm finally coming out of my shell and learning to trust at 30+ but it's requiring so much courage
I'm far to self-conscious at times about what strangers at the store will think of me in my pajamas.
Then I reminded myself that who cares.