I’m my own person and I’m secure with who I am. I don’t need other people to validate me. I drive the car I drive because I have to be me. These shoes I wear are for me and me alone. I grow this facial hair to tell myself “that’s your beard so you’re great”. I don’t care what people think about me.
If someone asks me a question I tell them exactly how it is. How that makes them feel doesn't matter to me. If someone comes up to me and says “Hey you can’t park there, it’s a handicap spot.”, I don’t care what they think about me, I park where my self says I should park. If I’m at a bar and I spill my drink on someone then that’s just the way it is and I won’t apologize to anyone for being true to myself. If I get really drunk and scream at homeless people because it makes me feel good then no one can judge me. I don’t care what people think about me.
If I like to savage myself while looking at the underwear models in the Sears catalog while I’m in the middle of the Sears store then the world will just have to deal with it. I don’t care what people think about me.
If I befriend a cashier at my local grocery store, foster a relationship built on trust and perceived similar interests, and then lure that person to my basement where I've set-up a Rube-Goldberg-style execution chamber and subsequently murder that person using the hilariously complicated execution machine then that’s just me being me and you have no right to stifle my spirit. If some cop knocks on my door and says, “You’re under arrest for disturbing the peace, public indecency, kidnapping, and murder.” then I say “Hey, at least I’m not under arrest for being phony.” I don’t care what people think about me.
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