Everyone has an opinion, a say in something. And that’s completely fine in some areas but not in others.
My life. My rules. I used to care and listen to people’s opinion’s about me all the time. I tried to become what they wanted and ended up crashing. Looking in the mirror I began to see what these opinion’s had done to me. So I broke all those chains, dropped the shackles and removed the poison from my viens.
Now I scare people with my confidence. Some hate that their words no longer mean anything. Other’s barely recongnise me.
The only opinion about my life that matters is my own. No one elses. No one else lives my life, puts air into my lungs or see’s through my eyes. Only me.
People will express a negative opinion because they want to see me fall, to see me fail or become the person I was before. Heck they’ll spread lies. Anything that they can to get people to listen. And that’s fine.
I learned the hard way that the only opinion that matters in my life is my own. My intelligence, my laugh, my life. It’s not ran by anyone else, no one else live’s it but me. No one know’s my thought process or how I came to a conclusion. If they care, then they shall ask.
If I want someone’s opinion then I’ll ask them.
It’s your life. The only opinion that matters in your life is your own.