Like I care. Like, I care.
Recently, I had to make a really tough decision.
Not that I’m looking for pity. We’re all faced with hard decisions every day. Comfy flats or those (literally) killer heels? That DVR’ed episode of How to Rock, or the trig homework you still haven’t finished? Peeta or Gale?
The thing that made this decision really hard was that I knew that there were people who wouldn’t agree with my decision. I also knew that it was the absolutely the right thing for me to do. I knew it in my brain, in my heart, and in my gut.
So why was it bothering me so much that some people wouldn’t agree with my choice?
But it did bother me. It really bothered me. And then it bothered me that it bothered me. According to my driver’s license, I’m an adult. Fully capable of doing an acceptable three-point turn, and of making my own decisions. And if other adults out there don’t agree with my decision, that’s life, right? I can be okay with that, right?
I know there are people out there who can breeze through life with very little concern for what other people think about them. I am not one of those people. Just the thought of people in my life being unsupportive made me cringe. And sweat. And want to curl up in a ball and never make another decision ever again. And then I realized the reason for all of this: I care. I care about what the people in my life– those in the inner circle and those who are a little less close– think about me. And it’s okay to care. It means that I value my relationships. It means that I’m aware of the impact my actions have on other people. But while it’s okay to care, it’s not okay to let other people’s opinions of me change the way I act, or the decisions I make that I know, deep down, are good ones.
So that’s what I’m working on. Sticking to my choices– the good ones, anyway– without apologizing. And I’ll start with this one:
I would TOTALLY pick How to Rock over Trig homework.
Do you guys ever struggle with other people’s opinions of you? Let me know in the comments?