I have wasted a lot of time worrying what other people thought about me. I would seriously stress myself out over it. What, you don't like me? Why not? Was it because I'm not smart enough? Thin enough? Pretty enough? The list went on and on and on. Until one day it hit me.
I am fucking amazing and if you don't like something about me it's your problem not mine.
The most recent thing that got me thinking about this is the situation I've run into with college. Yes, it would be nice to have a degree. I've always had that as a goal. But realistically, it is not required for what I want to do. If someone thinks less of me because I don't have a degree that is their own screwed up way of thinking. I told Ryan it was important to me to have it because I want to be a good role model for the kids. All he said was "you already are". Just like when I wanted to play roller derby he said "you don't have to prove to anyone you're a bad ass, we already know you are". He's right. I don't have to prove anything to anyone. I AM a bad ass.
The other epiphany I had ( I love that word, don't know why) was it takes way too much time and energy to be constantly worried about other people's opinions. Why do I care if you don't like the latest hair color I'm rockin'? Why do I care if you think the boots I so desperately want are " ugly as sin and I had better be bad so Santa won't bring them"?(that's a direct quote from Casey Withers ;) ) And why do I care about your opinion about my career, education or life in general? I've learned that people who are the biggest haters are the ones who are too chicken shit to stray away from the "normal" path. They can keep normal, I don't want any part of it.
Life is short. Be silly, be quirky, let your freak flag fly and most of all be who you are and not what you think someone else thinks you should.
<3
No comments:
Post a Comment