I stopped caring what anyone thought of me.
Most of the time you’ll do, or not do, what you want because you’re concerned with what other people think. I get it. I’ve been there many times before. So many hours are wasted thinking or even caring about someone else’s opinion about you, you become their prisoner. This holds you back.
It boils down to this. It doesn’t matter.
The only real thing that matters is what you think about yourself.
This is my life, at the end of the day, I am the only person who needs to approve of my own choices.
That does not mean that I’m not kind and I won’t try to get along with others. It only…
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