What Do People Think of Me?

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Howdy folks.

Something I think about a lot is what other people think of me. I've gotten less and less concerned with this as I've gotten older, but of course it's something that's still on my mind, almost all the time. It may not be at the forefront, but it's definitely lingering in the back somewhere.

How did you stop caring? 

To be honest, being in college helps. Most of the time, a lot of the people you encounter on a daily basis are people you'll probably never see again. If you do see them again, they probably won't remember that one silly thing you did on the mall that one time. If they do, c'est la vie, such is life.

I've also found that if you just own whatever embarrassing situation happened with pride and confidence, people will forget about it. If you get all weird about it, I think others are more likely to hold onto it because they know it bothers you.

As I've gotten older, other people's opinions of me on a social level really don't phase me anymore. I am who I am and that's just the way it is. I'm not ashamed of my "weaknesses" or quirks, as I like to call them. They're part of my personality and what makes me, me.

I try to own everything I do, say, think, and feel with pride. These are my opinions, thoughts, feelings, and no one can take that away from me. I try to admit when I'm wrong and take responsibility for my mistakes, even if it's incredibly uncomfortable, embarrassing, or difficult.

Be who you are unashamedly. Your person is beautiful, you just need to take the time to appreciate yourself! Don't worry if you don't suddenly love yourself overnight. We are works in progress that can only get better and better.

That sounds like I'm perfect, I'm definitely not. I still have my insecurities about anything and everything about me and my personality/body. Some days are better than others, but I think if you can rack up the good days over the bad, you're doing a hell of a job.

Just some food for thought.

Thanks for sticking around.

À demain et au revoir,
Rachel