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

11.06.2025 01:56

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

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.

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.

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.

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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.

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

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.

Have you ever had your crush reject you, and then later you all dated and married?

Take care!

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

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.

Hi, I’m Jo. My best friend died 2 years ago today. My husband died 6 months later. So, I’m a depressed mess (we were married 28 years) and can’t shake it. Even my Brother is worried. Some days I don’t do anything, and avoid men cause I don’t want to date. Any suggestions? Thanks for reading.

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

And so should we.

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.

Why do people who aren't trans feel the need to put pronouns next to their name or picture? It seems so cringeworthy to me, to participate in that SJW paradigm of thought, like they are a spineless person who just goes along with the trends.