they don't know me

No one knows what you have gone through to be able to fully judge you, so why do you let your ideas or their thoughts of you influence and dictate your life?

Did you have to read that twice, maybe three times – it’s hard to understand. It’s not the words or the phrasing, it’s the situation itself. If you were intrigued, maybe touched, maybe shocked by it. This is a letter for yourself.  Make yourself a kind action by reading it as if it was you who actually wrote it:

 

All my childhood was watched 100% by my bedroom walls.

All the teen years, hidden away in school hallways, bathrooms and those layers of clothes everyone has forgotten. Why do I still think of them?

That relationship, you never thought you could get over, the love, passion and intensity. Afraid of what others would think. Why take so long to break it?

And, oh, college, felt so free right? Away from your hometown, and all the people that saw you grow up, how many seconds, minutes, hours, and days were you 100%? How many times did you not worry about the judging? Maybe once a year, in the beginning, when it got better, once or twice a month and by the end, only once or twice a week.

And now? Now that college is over. That phase where we all feel so free is over, when everyone is getting to know the world and living the beginning of the rest of their lives. Now we are actually living, now we have actual worries and need plans and hopes and dreams to be conquered. The judging of setting you together appeared. What are you doing about it? Are you going to listen to it? Are you going to set it over your head?

When are you truly going to realise everyone else is scared too? Everyone else is wounded and afraid too? Of trying, of the judging, of the failing and failing again. So, why don’t you do it? Why do you let it take you down? Yes, down, because if it is not letting live your life, it is taking it away.

They don’t the true old you.

They don’t know the present you.

They don’t know the future of you.

You don’t know even know you.

But don’t you want me to get to know you?

Then, what is stopping you?

Figure it out, prepare a plan and change it.

They don’t know you, your scars, your dreams, your fears, your hopes. Only you know.

You need to face every fear and heal every scar.

Go after every dream.

And run towards all your hopes.

That’s the only way you will get to know you!

 

Now, thank yourself for reading that and think about it.

 

The thought from my childhood bedroom hits me from time to time, so I focus on the fact that my childhood bedroom was the one that knew me 100% and not the people around me, not only so the judgment has no impact but also that my behaviour is according to what people know and not according to the traumas, so I don’t hurt or judge others.

Keep thinking about this as you enter a new season in life!