Someone else’s opinion of you is none of your business.
I don’t know about you but one of my Mom’s favorite things to say was, “What would the neighbors think?” The little girl in me made that question mean that my worth depended on what other people thought of me.
I became a chameleon. Instead of just being myself, I became the person everybody else wanted me to be. For years, until I found a really good therapist, I lost myself. Therapy helped me feel more confident and empowered.