6 Reasons Why It Doesn’t Matter What People Think Of You.

NOT EVERYONE LIKES ME
NOT EVERYONE LIKES ME

6 REASONS WHY IT DOESN’T MATTER WHAT PEOPLE THINK OF YOU.

When we really think about it, much of our lives are often built around what other people think of us. Trying to impress others, being afraid of the opinions of others, and not doing what we want because of what we think goes on, or will go on, in other people’s heads can often dictate and harm our lives. Even the most confident people with the world at their feet most likely think a lot about what at least some people think of them.

In order to live the life we want, we must stop living in the eyes of others and embrace our own freedom. Here are six reasons why it really doesn’t matter what other people think of you.

1. You only get one life and it’s yours

In years to come, you will regret not doing what you wish because of what you thought others might think of you. The most powerful truth in the world is that you only get one life and if you allow other people’s opinions to dictate the course of that life then it may very well be wasted. We are so lucky to be alive that it is the most profound shame to not make of life the absolute most of it we can.

2. It is only shallow people that form negative opinions of what you do

Open, caring and intelligent people don’t look down on others for how they live their lives. The only people that do spend a lot of time fussing and stressing over the lives of others are the small-minded, ignorant and vacuous. Those people, because they don’t have enough going on in their own lives, they have to focus on other people’s lives and behaviour. Which begs the question, why would you care what such people think in the first place and why would you let them influence your life?

3. The opinions of others only describe themselves

If someone passes judgement on another saying they are ‘weird’, ‘boring’, ‘useless’ etc., then that is no judgement on the other person, it is a judgement on themselves. If a person really was any of those things why would they be spending all that time fussing over them and thinking about them? Such judgements reflect a weak-minded and insecure person.

4. No one knows your story but you

How can anyone pass judgement on anyone’s life if they haven’t walked in their shoes? Smart people understand that we all have our own path in life and that we alone must walk it and experience it. Therefore, you should never let other’s opinions influence your life when they haven’t seen, felt and experienced what you have. Only you know what is best for you.

5. You must live authentically

To live authentically means that we are honest with others, but more importantly, we are honest with ourselves. It means that we do not live a life of fake representations whereby we put on a mask and act to the world and pretend to be someone we are not. To live authentically is perhaps the most important thing we can do.

6. People don’t actually care

The truth of the matter is people don’t actually care what you do very much. The vast majority of people are caught up in their own lives, and do not have time to care about what you are doing. Think about it. Do you spend hours and hours thinking about what other people are doing or thinking about one embarrassing thing someone did years ago. Obviously not. Simply put, those that care don’t matter, and those that matter don’t care.

Grandma’s house.

Grandma's house, is where the hands of the clock take a vacation with us and the minutes unhurriedly arrive.
Grandma and granddaughter

GRANDMA’S HOUSE.

Anyone can relate to this…

“Mom, can I sleep at Grandma’s tonight ?
I heard in the car, this morning…
When I managed to turn around, to see my child, it made me go back to the past, with just one sentence…
She was no longer within my reach.

I travelled far…
When did time go by and make us adults full of boring priorities?


We fight every day, for something we’re not even sure we really want…
When in fact, grandma’s house is what everyone needs to be happy.


Grandma’s house, is where the hands of the clock take a vacation with us and the minutes unhurriedly arrive.


Grandma’s house is where a simple pasta and homemade bread seem to have different flavours, delicious…
Grandma’s house is where an innocent afternoon, can last for an eternity of games and fantasies.


Grandma’s house is where the cupboards hide old clothes and mysterious tools.


Grandma’s house is where the closed boxes become chests of secret treasures, ready to be unveiled.


Grandma’s house is where toys rarely come ready, they are invented on the spot.


Grandma’s house, is where everything is mysteriously possible, magic happens and without worries.


Grandma’s house is where we find the remains of our parents’ childhood and the beginning of our lives.


Grandma’s house, on the inside, is the address of our deepest affection, where everything is allowed.


That luxury no longer belongs to me – unfortunately – it will live with me, only in memories.


Even so, if I could place an order now… any order of all orders in the world, I would order the same thing…
Can I sleep at Grandma’s tonight?”

We all need a piglet in our lives sometimes.

WE ALL NEED A PIGLET IN OUR LIVES SOMETIMES.

WE ALL NEED A PIGLET IN OUR LIVES SOMETIMES.

Pooh woke up that morning, and, for reasons that he didn’t entirely understand, couldn’t stop the tears from coming. He sat there in bed, his little body shaking, and he cried, and cried, and cried.

Amidst his sobs, the phone rang.

It was Piglet.

“Oh Piglet,” said Pooh, between sobs, in response to his friend’s gentle enquiry as to how he was doing. “I just feel so Sad. So, so, Sad, almost like I might not ever be happy again. And I know that I shouldn’t be feeling like this. I know there are so many people who have it worse off than me, and so I really have no right to be crying, with my lovely house, and my lovely garden, and the lovely woods all around me. But oh, Piglet: I am just SO Sad.”

Piglet was silent for a while, as Pooh’s ragged sobbing filled the space between them. Then, as the sobs turned to gasps, he said, kindly: “You know, it isn’t a competition.”

“What isn’t a competition?” asked a confused sounding Pooh.

“Sadness. Fear. Grief,” said Piglet. “It’s a mistake we often make, all of us. To think that, because there are people who are worse off than us, that that somehow invalidates how we are feeling. But that simply isn’t true. You have as much right to feel unhappy as the next person; and, Pooh – and this is the really important bit – you also have just as much right to get the help that you need.”

“Help? What help?” asked Pooh. “I don’t need help, Piglet.

“Do I?”

Pooh and Piglet talked for a long time, and Piglet suggested to Pooh some people that he might be able to call to talk to, because when you are feeling Sad, one of the most important things is not to let all of the Sad become trapped inside you, but instead to make sure that you have someone who can help you, who can talk through with you how the Sad is making you feeling, and some of the things that might be able to be done to support you with that.

What’s more, Piglet reminded Pooh that this support is there for absolutely everyone, that there isn’t a minimum level of Sad that you have to be feeling before you qualify to speak to someone.

Finally, Piglet asked Pooh to open his window and look up at the sky, and Pooh did so.

“You see that sky?” Piglet asked his friend. “Do you see the blues and the golds and that big fluffy cloud that looks like a sheep eating a carrot?”

Pooh looked, and he could indeed see the blues and the golds and the big fluffy cloud that looked like a sheep eating a carrot.

“You and I,” continued Piglet, “we are both under that same sky. And so, whenever the Sad comes, I want you to look up at that sky, and know that, however far apart we might be physically…we are also, at the same time, together. Perhaps, more together than we have ever been before.”

“Do you think this will ever end?” asked Pooh in a small voice.

“This too shall pass,” confirmed Piglet. “And I promise you, one day, you and I shall once again sit together, close enough to touch, sharing a little smackerel of something…under that blue gold sky.”

We all need a piglet in our lives.

Mental health matters

I really, really think the secret to being loved is to love. And the secret to being interesting is to be interested. And the secret to having a friend is being a friend.

Please take care as always and have a good day and remember we are always together even when we are apart. Wishing you health, peace and empowerment .
Xxx ~J.W~ 🙏🏻

8 things to remember

8 things to remember

8 things to remember when going through tough times:

1. Everything can – and will – change
2. You’ve overcome challenges before

3. It’s a learning experience.
4. Not getting what you want can be a blessing.

5. Allow yourself to have some fun.
6. Being kind to yourself is the best medicine.

7. Other people’s negativity isn’t worth worrying about.
8. And there is always, always, always, something to be thankful for.

Please take care and have a good day. Wishing you health, peace and empowerment always.
Xxx ~J.W~ 🙏🏻

When you first have children! Must read.

When you first have children they talk about the challenges of parenting….the struggles of a baby waking in the night,
the toddler who won’t stay in their bed, the cost of childcare, injuries from sports…

When you first have children they talk about the challenges of parenting….the struggles of a baby waking in the night,
the toddler who won’t stay in their bed, the cost of childcare, injuries from sports…
Young and in the madness

WHEN YOU FIRST HAVE CHILDREN! MUST READ.

Having to take off work to pick them up from school when they don’t feel well, helping them with homework, a messy house, the never ending laundry, the cost to buy school clothes, packing their lunches….

You watch their eyes light up on Christmas morning….and try to soak in the magic of those moments.

You coach them in sports, rushing to practices and ballgames…and take them all over the country to let them play the game they love…no matter how exhausting or expensive it becomes.

Life is just so busy that you rarely even stop to think what the end of those days look like. In fact, it’s not really even something you can wrap your mind around.

You go into it thinking that 18-20 years sounds like a long time….Then suddenly hours turn into days…days into months…and months into years.

That little person that used to crawl up next to you in bed and cuddle up to watch cartoons…suddenly becomes this young adult who hugs you in the hallway as they come and go.

And the chaos and laughter that used to echo throughout your home….gets filled with silence and solitude.

You’ve learned how to parent a child who needs you to care for and protect them….but have no clue how the whole “letting go” thing is supposed to work.

So you hold on as tight as you can…wondering how time passed so quickly…feeling guilty that you missed something….Because even though you had 20 years…..it just somehow doesn’t seem like it was enough.

You ask yourself so many questions…

Did you teach them the right lessons?
Did you read them enough books as a child?
Spend enough time playing with them?
How many school parties did you have to miss?
Do they really know how much you love them?
What could I have done better as a parent?

When it’s time for them to go, it all hits you like a ton of bricks.

And all you can do is pray….hope….and trust that God will protect them as they start to make their way into the world alone.

Parenting is by far the most amazing experience of your life….that at times leaves you exhilarated….while others leave you heartbroken.

But one thing is certain…..it’s never enough time!

So for all the parents with young children…whose days are spent trying to figure out how to make it through the madness…
Exhausted day in and day out…

Grown up

Soak It All In because being on the other side… Now they’re all grown up its lonely.

One day….all those crazy days full of cartoons, snuggles, sleep overs, Christmas morning magic, ballgames, practices and late night dinners…

All come to an end.

And you’re left hoping that you did enough right, so that when they spread their wings….

They’ll fly…enjoy it all.

Please take care and have a good day. Wishing you health, peace and empowerment always.
Xxx ~J.W~ 🙏🏻 💙