“Don’t judge me.”
I say it. My friends say it. Strangers jokingly say it to each other in passing (at least I did this week to an elderly gentlemen as he caught me opening a bag of chips in the grocery store parking lot).
Although I am sure this isn’t just a “women’s issue,” I do find it more apparent amongst my own kind.
Most of the time it’s in fun and harmless, but I feel even in the most lighthearted of times, it can reveal a deeper insecurity about ourselves as women and how we want others to see us.
In a society of social media highlighting the very best of others’ lives, we are stuck examining our own monotony, our own mess.
It’s easy to judge ourselves when we are comparing the grind of our daily life to only the smallest, most edited portion of another.
So I propose that we stop using the…
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