Judgement

I get scared when people are judgemental. What will they think if they see me in my wheelchair? Or with my walking stick? Or parked in a disabled bay with my blue badge? Are they judging me on my weight? Do they think that I’m lazy as well as fat? Do they assume I just eat crap? What do people think of my relationship? What do people think…WAIT!

Why do I give a fuck what people think? I’m probably the most carefree I’ve been in a long time in the sense that I’m living my life in my own way, keeping circles with my own choice of people and without apology.

I still worry I’m getting judged but I’m a lot less worried than what I was 2 years ago. I figured that if I kept on dictating my life by what others think then I’m always going to be their prisoner.

It took me almost 30 years to learn how to like/love myself. I don’t have that sort of time to convince others 👍🏼

Published by thewarriorwithin

I'm 30, a law graduate, a proud Mum. I am fighting ongoing mental health. I am a published poet, and an honest warrior. All opinions are my own and anyone going through similar should seek the advice of a healthcare professional.

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