i wish i could be my genuine self and not give a single fuck if people shot judgmental glares in my direction. i mean, this is my life, right? so why should i even bother with pleasing other people before being happy with myself? i should live for myself and no one else. i shouldn’t let others’ opinions of me control how i live my life. but it’s tough, and it’s a cruel world out there. i can’t help but be so insecure sometimes.