No One Gives A Shit

That title is a crass truth. As well as being a bit exaggerated. But THE POINT is to give credence to the difference of perspective between others’ view of you, and your own assessments. Not quite sure why we all have a hyper sensitive inventory of each and every tiny little abnormality that we have. Sometimes we notice that something we have is physical. Or even harder to notice from the exterior is a problem of concern on the inside, like a health condition or a need for corrective lenses.

The perspective on how bad that condition is, or mole, or rash, or any other unique facet of our being, depends on if you are looking at another person, or yourself.

It is SO EASY to forgive someone else’s limp, or stutter, or different eye colors. Often we respond with a supportive comment, like, ‘Hey Mary, glad you decided to come to work today. Your cat scratches from your elbows down are looking much better!”

However, painful big bubbles of self-doubt surface when we have any of those for our selves. What if they … Suppose they will think … Everyone will probably be disgusted to see my … and so forth, ad nauseam.

The intensity of the focus on something is the difference. The lens that we see uniqueness through when noticing someone else is often evanescent and therefore unimportant. By nature, we have learned to accept the little things in others, and yet put SO MUCH PRESSURE on ourself to carry a beast of burden upon our back when it come to an individual looking outward. You. Me. The inner awareness shifts while looking out, with pre-imagined embarrassment that someone cares about my own little birthmark. I asked my friend Morgan what he thought about my calf rash:

He was probably distracted by being in another Clint Eastwood movie, so I asked Liza Minnelli’s mom what she thought:

Hmm, perhaps those celebs were biased, so I asked a friend. I asked him directly, “I have a rash on the back of my left leg. What do you make of that?”

These studies conclude that my big dilemma is honestly trivial to others. I am sure you can relate to these clinical results. So why do we have James Webb Telescope powered outward visions, and a crackerjack prize sized micro mini tube scope to see our own?

In order to reduce my own self-doubt about being seen as a pariah, I can try to swap out my lens of seeing myself as DefCon 1, I can take down the crackerjack kaleidoscope and use a big boy lens to view my own self-disparaging conditions.

I am human, and so are we all. Thus, we all are all the same; we all have conditions of being human. Most of them do not affect others in their view of me, thoughts of my shit, or any other unique facet of my being. By the by, DefCon 5 is the LEAST important stage of preparing for the worst.

Getting real with my own acceptance leads to a spike in self-confidence. Try it. I give you a money-back guarantee you will elevate your own self-worth.

On that note, let me share some life lessons written by Mark, author of the best selling book The Subtle Art Of Not Giving A Fuck.

Mark Manson - 7 life lessons

Lesson #1: People respect you only as much as you respect yourself Confidence is not an expectation of success. Rather, confidence is a comfort with failure.

Lesson #2: You give power to those you blame

Lesson #3: The quality of your relationships dictates the quality of your life

Lesson #4: People aren't thinking about you as much as you think they are

Lesson #5: Nothing meaningful in life is easy

Lesson #6: Love occurs in proportion to your willingness to get hurt

Lesson #7: Be slow to judge. Everyone is doing their best