I used to care so much about what people thought of me.
I always tried to be kind, I tried to not step on anyone’s toes. I minced words. I was selective in my responses. It bothered me when I found out someone didn’t like me. I agonized over the why.
Was it something I said? Something I did? The anxiety of it all was eating me alive. Why did I care so much?!
And then one day, my husband looked at me and said, “Who cares if someone doesn’t like you? I like you, and that’s all that matters! Forget everyone else!”
And you know what… he was right! It was as if a light bulb had gone off in my head.
Apart from my husband, my children, and my parents, I didn’t need anyone else to like me.
I didn’t need to impress anyone. I didn’t need to be inauthentic. I didn’t need to pretend.
I was putting too much emphasis on how I was perceived by others, and I realized that by doing so, I was doing myself and those around me a huge disservice.
I used to hold back thoughts and feelings.
I used to cower at confrontation.
But now, I speak my truth… even when it hurts. Even when keeping quiet could avoid conflict.
I’m too old to live a lie, and so, I don’t anymore.
I live life on my own terms.
I don’t have time for fake; fake people, fake conversations, fake relationships, fake friendships.
I don’t need to be liked.
I don’t desire to fit in.
And you know what? I’ve never been happier.
It feels good to lift the weight of other people’s judgments and opinions off your shoulders. Try it, friends.
Let go of the need to conform to what they want you to be.
Speak your truth. Live your truth.
The people who matter most will still be there in the end.