Mar 28, 2008 8:13 PM GMT
There's a woman who walks into a job interview exuding confidence. She looks like she know's she could get this job without even coming to the interview.
But there's a mound of clothes in her bedroom at home she had to try on before leaving, because she doesn't have enough faith in herself.
There's a guy with a picture on his profile that flies in the face of society. Middle finger up, he seems to be declaring that he doesn't give a fuck what people have to say.
But no one can see the millions of pictures he had to take to get that one perfect picture.
And there's a girl working a part-time job and going to school full-time. She's studying to become a doctor.
She's miserable and hates the path she's forging in life, but at least everyone else will respect her.
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Why does it seem to be human nature to care so much about what others think? Why does our very existence only seem to be validated when others say it is?
Is it really such a stretch to take the reigns of your own life and search for what makes you happy?
I'm beginning to believe you can't do this and please people too; it's one or the other.
So why the hell would you sacrifice happiness just to please other people?
But there's a mound of clothes in her bedroom at home she had to try on before leaving, because she doesn't have enough faith in herself.
There's a guy with a picture on his profile that flies in the face of society. Middle finger up, he seems to be declaring that he doesn't give a fuck what people have to say.
But no one can see the millions of pictures he had to take to get that one perfect picture.
And there's a girl working a part-time job and going to school full-time. She's studying to become a doctor.
She's miserable and hates the path she's forging in life, but at least everyone else will respect her.
***
Why does it seem to be human nature to care so much about what others think? Why does our very existence only seem to be validated when others say it is?
Is it really such a stretch to take the reigns of your own life and search for what makes you happy?
I'm beginning to believe you can't do this and please people too; it's one or the other.
So why the hell would you sacrifice happiness just to please other people?