Ilka wrote:
ooOoOoOAnaOoOoOoo wrote:
That's what I tell myself. I try to give them the benefit of the doubt but I do wonder if the smile has anything to do with me.
You have to stop worrying that much about what other people might be thinking about you. It is nice to worry about what the people you care about think about you, but a person on the street? How can that person form an opinion about you only from looking at you? And if a person does that is a very shallow person, so why would you mind what that kind of person think about you anyway? People on the street are, most o
f them, morons or bad people, so why caring about what a mean/stupid person may think? Who cares? Stop doing that and you will be happier.
You are 100% right! I let it get to me when it shouldn't mean a hill of ants to me. I am starting to feel less bothered now.
All this happened while at the store earlier and I posted right after so my irritation was peaking. Now I am open to the idea what a stranger here and there thinks doesn't matter which means I am on my way to forgetting the whole incident until it happens again, that is, lol. I'll probably repeat this cycle.
LittleLilly, I think you understand what I mean. When it happens, I wonder if it is someone from my past who doesn't like me but who's identity I don't recognize. I ask myself questions, like, if they look around my age. If they don't, I'm even more perplexed. I have conditioned myself to get over these things quickly but cannot help being annoyed when they first occur.