Stop caring what other people think of me

Looking at all the entries, I think the majority of people must suffer from this. Everyone is neurotic to a degree. And the people you look up to, like rock stars, are more neurotic than any of us because they have a constant need for validation from their fans. That said there have a been a few individuals that didn’t give too hoots about what people thought of them, and rolled on through life like a steam roller.

I just put this one on here because probably should not give a f about what certain people think. The only people people who matter are your family, your close friends and the person you are working for (boss, client). Easier said than done I know!

A co-worker of mine got married last week. It was a small backyard wedding so when I didn’t get in invitation I didn’t think anything of it. I assumed it was mostly a family affair not having the room to host a lot of people. What I am learning this week is that everyone was there but me. Mostly I am hurt that I couldn’t be there to celebrate this with her. But it’s also impacted my self-esteem. What’s wrong with me? Should I care?

I’ve always been shy. It took me years to realize the reason for that was because when I met somebody new, I had to figure out what they wanted me to be before I knew who to be for them. Seems strange, I know, but I couldn’t be myself, because they might not like that. As soon as I realized that’s what I was doing, I made a real effort to change. I’ve gotten better, and started being myself more, but I’m not completely done, because I still have one issue to face. That is, people being angry with me. I don’t care anymore if people think I made a stupid joke, or if they don’t like what I’m wearing, but if somebody gets mad or dissapointed with me, I just beat myself up over it. I tell myself they are obviously right, and I’m a horrable person, and as long as they stay mad, I feel that way, and even after they forgive me, I keep thinking how wrong I was. I don’t ever think I was right, and I know I should be. Nobody’s wrong all the time, nor is anybody else always right. I know that, but I don’t feel that way. Wether it be somebody I just met and will never see again, or a close friend of family member, I have the same reaction. I guess it stems back to my fear of not being liked. Possably, also my fear of being seen as stupid, or ditzy. I think I’m stupid, so why shouldn’t somebody else? And if they get mad at me for being stupid, that’s my fault. Anyway, that’s the loop I’m stuck in.

i have reacently take on a who cares attitude : ) dont kno how long it will last but WHO CARES : )

I just hate people. (not all) But if they don’t respect me why should i respect them. And not caring is who I am, and my friends respect that, so I don’t care. YAY!

i think for me its that i want to meet peoples expectation of me i don’t want to disappoint that’s kinds of strange eh. i need to ring this taxi driver because i want to make a film with him in it but i’m scared of what he’ll say or the implications it will have on my life how strange is that. It should be something so simple yet has turned into this big drama.
i think it has something to do with my dad, always trying to be what he wanted me to be, divorces parents etc etc, not wanting to rock the boat, thinking he won’t like me.

While on vacation with a friend I had dinner all by myself. My friend wanted to take a nap and I wanted dinner. At first I was going to just order room service. But I decided to have dinner at the hotel restaurant. I was really uncomfortable at first but by the end of the meal I was feeling better and started talking to another guest. I just had to remind myself that I shouldn’t care what these people thought about me.

I think I’m doing better than before among the PTA mothers. I’ve learned all the people are not mean like people I’ve known in my older son’s mothers in elementary school.

I know I can be better little by little.

I think I’ve actually got over this, I just dont give one anymore. I’ve realised that almost everybody else will have some kind of flaw/anxiety and so won’t be focused on mine.

The problem is that it comes up whenever I’m in a new situation with new people, so I’ll probably be ok until September when I’m hopefully going to uni, so until then this goal is considered done!

How do you deal with put downs? When people laugh at a goal you make the mistake of sharing?!