So, you may or may not like me after this, and this may come as a shock to you, but I don't care. Sure, I'm not about to change your life, but my life has certainly changed since I stopped caring about what other people think of me. Ever since I became a mom, I've gained a brand new perspective on the thoughts of others and I quickly realized I don't care if other moms like me. The best part, though? That epiphany is amazingly refreshing.
I'm typically an easy person to get along with. My best friend teases me constantly because I "like everyone" and she "likes no one." But while I do generally give everyone a chance, I have stopped caring if those same people don't grant me the same courtesy. I have always taken secret (or maybe not-so-secret) pleasure in the fact that, generally, people like me. I am personable, relatable, empathetic, and I'm easily adaptable to most situations. I know these things about myself, but I also have many flaws which may turn some people off. I'm not in denial of who I am, and know I can come off as condensing and pompous and annoying. (So if you're nodding your head in agreement right now, dear reader, I don't blame you.)
Before I had kids I cared about whether or not people liked me. I aimed to please, constantly compromised in friendships, and did what everyone else wanted to do, mainly because I'm rather easy going. I was heartbroken over failed friendships, spending a significant amount of time trying to figure out whether or not the break ups were my fault. Then it all changed. With the arrival of my daughter I started to realize there is way more to life than other people liking me. Obviously, right? When my son was born, I officially crossed over into the IDGAF category of being liked.
Let me tell you, it is beyond invigorating to not care about what other people think of me. While I always knew women were most critical of each other, it wasn't until I became a mom that I realized moms are probably the worst to each other (although there are more than a few mothers lifting each other up, supporting one another, and going to bat for one another, too, and that is absolutely worth mentioning). We are constantly judged for our parenting choices and we bring that judgement into our circle of friends, which is beyond unhealthy. So, I kind of stopped caring. No, I don't run around being a garbage human while simultaneously not caring if I hurt anyone, and yes, I do make sure I am aware of how my actions and words affect others. It's just that, well, I also know that to a certain extend and always, I will be unable to please everyone. I know that, in the end, some moms will either like me or not like me, and I'm fine with either result and for the following reasons: