People's Opinions

I used to care, but I can honestly say now that I could care less what people think of me. I'm now a senior in high school and am over stereotypes, rumors, insults, etc. I'm proud of being "that punk rock chick with the shaved head and purple dip dye" and "that punk chick that sings and plays bass in a band". Labels or no labels, I am who I am.

@ The Real Mitt Romney
You're beautiful. I'd tap that with veneers or no veneers, ginger or blonde, chubby or skinny

I don't give a shit what people think anymore. I have grown out of it. When I was younger, 10-17, I worried very single day. I was always harassed about how I looked. I was too tall, built too manly, my skin was too pale and my nose was too upturned. I don't care anyone. I look how I do. My body doesn't concern anyone else. If someone doesn't like how I do my hair or what shoe size I wear, they can kiss my ass. Seriously. No one should ever care so much about how other people feel. Sure it's fine to get people's approval, but don't change who you are as a human being to please someone else.

I learned that the hard way. It's better to be disliked for who you are, than be loved for who you are not. I rather be hated for how I look than be loved for fake things. I truly do believe that. If you personally don't like something about yourself, than change it. But change it for you, not for anyone else.

Because in the end it's just us. Who we are on the outside and on the inside. Plus, everyone is beautiful in their own special way. We aren't meant to look the same. That goes for our actions too. As long as I don't hurt anyone, directly or indirectly, they shouldn't care. I don't.

@ Kinki Jinki
let's get married

@ The Real Mitt Romney
It's legal here in Portugal

I kind of care when people don't want to understand the severity of the things going on in my life.
Things like my personality, public behavior, and general attitude aren't important. I love myself in those aspects, so I have no reason to feel upset or offended when people don't like me for them.
But when the major events in my life that continue to hurt me to this day are discredited, I really can't handle it.
When people won't look at proof of what's happened to me or dismiss it with generic advice, I get upset. Because it's not something I want to be happening, and if people aren't trying to help me get through it, they're allowing it to keep happening. Vague, but yeah. That's something I care about.

I worry about whether or not people judge me for using my EBT card.

Because I have an EBT card, I worry because I have a Coach purse (a gift from a friend) and a tablet (that cost $40).

(Food stamps, for those not familiar with EBT.)

Yes. Way too much. It’s self harming to do that, though. :/