I Don’t Care if You Like Me

“I don’t care if you like me,” I said with a shrug and a smile. ⁣

And for a moment we just sat there. My words hanging in the air… two strangers getting to know one another. The kind of moment where most people try to impress and put “their best foot forward” with polished facades and highlight reels about their life and work and everything in between.⁣
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“That’s really beautiful,” he finally smiled back.⁣
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And it was, because I meant it.⁣
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Releasing the part of me that chose to people please and worked so hard to “fit” for so many years… it’s one of the most freeing things I’ve ever done. And I mean really, truly releasing it. Not just shrugging it off and pretending not to care like so many people do. Like I used to do at times. But choosing to just show up exactly as I am, fully and completely, in each and every moment… with zero attachment to whether I’m accepted, liked, or fitting in. ⁣
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That’s true freedom and peace.⁣
It’s happiness and ease.⁣
And it’s openness and love.⁣

I don’t care what you think of me.⁣
And I hope you don’t care what I think of you.⁣

Let’s just be who we’re here to be.