During one horrific time in my life, an unhinged boyfriend with whom I’d just broken up, started spreading vicious lies about me. We were in the same line of work, and it made me sick to think about colleagues hearing these awful things. Would people wonder, even for a moment, if they were true? At the end of the day, I couldn’t stop it from happening. But what got me through the experience, was a friend who assured me that rational people would figure it out. And that’s exactly what happened. I remember this sometimes, when I find myself too invested in imagining what people are saying behind my back.
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