Do I really care?
That I am who I am whether you like it or not. I’m not trying to be rude but if you can’t accept me for who I am why should that bother me?
As a child I longed for acceptance and would have done almost anything to be included in society but alas first impressions were based on my skin and not on my personality leaving me as an outcast among my peers.
First impressions are often based on looks as well as character and judging people on first contact is so misleading sometimes. After adapting a “I don’t give a fuck attitude as to what other people think” I was able to expand my mind and mellow out tremendously, learning to laugh at myself which brought growth and acceptance. I was changing and people were taking notice.
Today I am in the twilight of this journey and my demeanor has changed, adapted over the years. I hope they feel that I am courteous, attentive and fun to be around, someone who truly cares and values their opinion, a person who will listen to both happy and sad times.
In the end people judge others on who knows what. Financial status, looks, attitude and compassion are but a few things that top this list so in the end I regress to the beginning…the truth be told,
Do I really care?
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