I used to be deathly afraid of what others would think of me.
Growing up with a judgmental family, ending up being an alternative black woman, & receiving ridicule for “acting white”, how did I end up no longer giving a shit about the judgement people had for me?
At the age of 25, I had an epiphany after wondering how I can deal with the fact that there are people who despise me, judge me & pass by me in public with a strange look on their face. The epiphany was that I finally understood something that goes for all: no matter what you do, people are either going to adore you or hate you. When this hit me, I also realized that it doesn’t matter if you are the nicest person to everyone around you, there will still be someone who has distaste towards you. The same goes for the opposite, you can be an absolute piece of shit, yet someone will agree with you & defend you to the end.
After that epiphany, I made it my mission to live however I desire to live & be comfy in my own skin. I refuse to be afraid of what others think of me. We are entitled to our own opinions, so I welcome any criticism. I would rather enjoy the rest of my life than to walk on eggshells & not embrace my true, authentic self.
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