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| Bödele, Dornbirn, Austria, 2015. |
I have been wondering, no matter how blasé or uncaring we believe or portray ourselves to be, there is always a part of us that concerns itself with how others perceive us. Needless to say, this happens in many variations; maybe, you care about what your parents say, or maybe it's your peers you care about. For me, it happens to be a certain set of people. No matter how unconcerned I am by everyone else's opinion, I always - and I mean, always - care about what they think. This tendency often irks/annoys me. I don't know why, because this is human.
We care. We try not to, but when all is said and done, we care. That's the truth. In today's world, it's almost blasphemous to admit that aloud. I think, it's alright to care as long as we keep reminding ourselves that someone else's opinion - regardless of how important he/she might be - does not dictate what we do and who we are. That is for us to decide.
We care. We try not to, but when all is said and done, we care. That's the truth. In today's world, it's almost blasphemous to admit that aloud. I think, it's alright to care as long as we keep reminding ourselves that someone else's opinion - regardless of how important he/she might be - does not dictate what we do and who we are. That is for us to decide.
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