Why do most people care so much about what others think? Are they afraid of society norms?

So the next time society glares your way, ask yourself: is it really worth giving your peace to their fleeting thoughts?

Ah, society and its norms—always looming, always judging, isn't it? Let me take you back to an incident that forever changed how I view this question.

Take care!

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As I walked into the college, every pair of eyes seemed glued to me. Some admiring, some smirking, and a few whispering. My palms were sweating, and my steps faltered as my mind spiraled into a series of anxious thoughts.

I was ready to bolt when my friend walked up to me, grinning ear to ear. “You look like a dream,” she said, loud enough for everyone to hear.

Because, trust me, the world moves on a lot faster than we think.

Hello, I have a question about astral projection. I started to get interested in this a little while after my mum passed in april. I thought I may be able to see her and speak with her if I managed to achieve astral projection. Since this interest, every time i sleep on my back I go into sleep paralysis. However, I cant progress into astral projection because it is very scary for me as I feel like I'm suffocating when this happens. I panic and force myself to wake up. This only ever happened about once a year before this. It sometimes lasts a long time. This has happened about 3 times per week since my mum died, as mentioned on a previous post. I no longer try to go into it anymore(due to the suffocating feeling), but it still happens. I read that sleep paralysis is the pathway to astral projection. Why has this started to happen so frequently since simply taking an interest in it? Is this connected to the afterlife? I am concerned about it as I now cannot seem to stop this happening. Could it be my mum trying to communicate? Im asking due to more knowledge around this in this group.

And so should we.

That moment, I realized something profound—most of the people staring weren’t even judging; they were just... looking. And the ones who judged? Well, they went on with their day just as I went on with mine.

The problem with caring too much about what others think is that we hand over our control to people who might not even notice us the way we think they do.

Why are you bare-nakedly displaying your anti-Trump bias while ignoring the liberals' destruction of the US? I am now blocking your e-mails because of your biased articles.

It was the first time I wore a saree in college. Excited yet nervous, I draped myself in my mother’s teal-blue saree, which she had lovingly ironed and handed over with that proud twinkle in her eye.

Are we afraid of society's norms? Maybe. But more often than not, we fear the stories we write in our heads about those norms.

“Did I drape it wrong? Does it look too plain? Do I even look good?”

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