Greetings!
This life is all about opinions and what I have seen people doing is having opinions about themselves or others around them which to me is normal as people with thoughts would always have opinions as opinions always comes with thought which means both are inseparable.
Having talked about that comprehensively, I would like to delve into the topic of the prompt before me which is all about, “Opinion matters.”
Yeah, opinions matter, but to me, what matters most is the thought or opinion I have about myself and not that of what others have about me or the one which I have about myself.
As for someone like me, there's this particular opinion that I have about myself and that is all about gentility and humility as I used to go on my own without stepping on others toes as I don't really like being troubled or offending others and as a result, I used to be like, let me maintain my own lane and path.
However and just because of this, I have seen people walking up to me to confront me of my real self, as if that's not enough, I have also overheard people discussing my real self without fully knowing me.
From what people have got to say about me, some of them are of the opinion that I am wicked and proud, while others have the thought that I am evil and for these reasons, they concluded that I'm not a good person.
Although, these there opinions used to pain me to my marrow as over the time, I have tried to prove myself to these people that have said a lot of negative things about me, but the moment I tried to do this, the worse the matter becomes and as a result, I stopped to prove my real self to them and ever since then, I have been freed from the bondage of others opinions about my real self.
Another most painful thing is that people who didn't know much about me try to convince those who are new and trying to familiarize with me not to do so.
I have seen people telling me after they have had the chance and opportunity to relate with me, how people who know me from far away tried to convince them just because of their perceived opinions about me that I am a wicked type.
So, it's after they might have told me these that I used to ask them to tell me who they think I am and it's then that they would be like, you are the opposite of what people think or say you are and by then, I used to feel justified and happy.
In conclusion, like I have earlier said, people's opinions no longer matter to me, what now matters to me is what opinions I have about myself.
This is my entry to week 210, episode 01 of the weekly Featured contest in the Hive Learners community.
Thanks for reading.
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