Why I Finally Stopped Caring What People Think

Alright, let’s get real. Does anybody actually have anything left to let go of at this point? I mean, really. It’s time to get clear, and I want to talk about something that’s probably one of the biggest blocks out there: letting go of what other people think.

This isn’t just some small thing. The second this comes up, there’s resistance. It’s intense. It’s vulnerable. It makes you feel weak, shaky even. The body reacts. That’s what happens when you’re about to tear down a wall you’ve been hiding behind since you were a kid.

And it does start in childhood. Doesn’t matter if you had a great childhood or not, there’s always that wondering: Are they judging me? Do they think I’m weird? Am I enough? That stuff gets planted early. Most people didn’t get the best lessons in self-love growing up. So the mind starts assuming: people are judging me. People are watching me. But here’s the thing—they can’t actually see the real you. Not energetically. Not your truth. They’re just projecting their own stories, their own insecurities, onto you.

I know this because I’ve lived it. I never really had acne as a teen. It only started when I began drinking more—drinking heavily, honestly. That’s when it hit. I remember being in an elevator, and someone made a comment about my face. “At least we don’t have pizza face like he does.” Did it hurt? No. Not anymore. A couple years earlier, maybe it would’ve crushed me. But now? I honestly couldn’t care less. Their judgment is about them, not me.

But it wasn’t always that way. There was a time when judgment hit me hard—both from others and from myself. I remember another moment, riding a bus in San Francisco. I caught myself judging someone else, thinking, “She’s too fat to be drinking that soda.” And right away, I got hit with this wave of unconditional love. It was overwhelming. I started crying, right there on the bus, because I realized my judgment was just a mirror of my own insecurity. That moment changed everything. I saw the truth: the judgments we hold, whether from others or ourselves, are never really about the person in front of us. They’re about what’s happening inside.

That’s when it clicked. People can’t see you. Not really. Even the people closest—parents, kids, partners—they’re seeing their own reflection, not the real truth. So why let their opinions control anything?

We all want community, connection, tribe. That’s not the problem. The problem is when judgment creeps in—judging others, judging myself. That’s the ego talking. And the ego? It’s loud, dramatic, and full of crap. That voice isn’t the truth.

And here’s what I do now—because judgment still tries to sneak in. When I catch myself starting to judge someone, I don’t sit there and analyze it anymore. I just think of a song and start singing it in my head. Seriously, “I’m a Barbie girl, in a Barbie world…” or whatever ridiculous song pops up. It breaks the pattern instantly. You can’t judge someone and belt out Barbie Girl at the same time. Try it. It’s impossible. And honestly, it just makes me laugh and move on.

If I’m honest, when judgment is showing up, it usually means I’m not moving forward in my own life. When I’m actually doing what lights me up, there’s no time for judgment. Too busy being alive.

So that’s where I land. I trust myself. I don’t give my power away to what other people think, and I don’t let my own ego run the show either. I just ask, what can I do today that’s unconditionally loving? What can I do that’s actually in my highest good? What can I do that’s real?

That’s it. That’s how I keep moving, even when things get messy. I am enough. And honestly, it’s time to let go of what other people think. Their opinions don’t define me. They never did.

Let’s keep going.