Well, it's not really a problem for me, but it seems to be a problem for other people. Try as I might, I have great difficulty caring about what other people think.
I can't say I don't care at all. I do care about some of the things they think. I enjoy being liked by people, but don't care if they don't. I love making people laugh, so I want them to think I am funny, but don't actually care if they think I'm juvenile. I appreciate being known as a good guy who can be trusted…but that seems to be where it stops.
About ten years ago, my brain made a subconscious philosophical U-turn and I've been much happier ever since. There were a number of factors that led to this change, but I should have made this decision much earlier in my life.
I just don't put much thought into what people think of me.
I mentioned earlier that I enjoy being liked. That's true, but I've learned how to let it go if I'm not. I am not a perfect person, but I try to be kind to everyone and if someone decides they don't like me, it's okay. I don't have to win them over. I have plenty of friends.
Plus, I get it. I don't like most people and it doesn't even take a good reason.
The main thing I don't care about is people's opinions of my decisions for my life. In the last decade, I have made many decisions that made people shake their heads in confusion or disapproval.
Decisions in the last 10 years that made people go HUH?:
- Bought a tattoo shop
- Married a girl I met online
- Had a six-day engagement
- Quit my job and moved to China
- Quit my job in China and moved to Vietnam
Meh! |
It really doesn't matter what anyone else thinks. As long as I am not hurting another person, my life is my life. My favorite thing to tell people who ask me about something I have done is "You only get to live this life once. You might as well enjoy it."
The decisions that my wife and I have made for our lives is why I am writing this post on the rooftop terrace of my beachside apartment in Vietnam instead of in an apartment in Indiana.
This is literally a five-minute walk from my front door. |
In my next post, I'll get into what led us to move here.
I've never been one for "keeping up with the Joneses". Life is not a competition!
ReplyDeleteThat's good. If it was everyone else would feel bad because we keep winning.
DeleteYou two rock!!
ReplyDeleteWe sure try
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