For What It's Worth

People Care

      So here's the thing. We are so insanely caught up in what other people think. We have been taught our entire lives that everyone cares about what's on the outside. Our weight. Our height. Our body shape. Our face. Our hair. Our clothes. Our skin. And because we are so often told that this is what people care about, we start to feel like no one notices when we start to slip away. 

      Every one of us, every single morning, puts on a costume. We make sure our hair and our clothes and our makeup all look perfect. But that's only a fraction of it. We all put on a mask. We create these characters, these "ideal" versions of ourselves to avoid judgement. We hide all the problems we have. We show the world that we're happy. After all, no one cares about the demons, right?

     Wrong.

      If you were to walk up to any respectable human being on this planet and say "My hair doesn't look right. Oh, and I have anxiety." Which one of those things do you think they would ask about? If you someone asked how you were doing and you said "pretty good, although I am depressed. And I could use some mascara." Are they going to let you borrow some makeup and move on with the conversation? No. They're going to ask you how you're doing. They're going to ask if there is any way they can help, anything they can do. 

      We think that everyone cares about the things no one cares about and that no one cares about the things that everyone cares about. 

      If you're ever feeling down or insecure because you don't fit whatever new standard society has set, remember that if anybody even noticed, they will have forgotten about it in two days. No one is going to think when they're in their twenties "remember that one girl in middle school who didn't keep up with the fashion trends," or "remember that one guy from high school who had a weird haircut." It doesn't matter nearly as much as you think it does. What matters is how you act and how you treat people. Anyone worth paying attention to won't care about the rest.

      If you're ever feeling depressed because you feel like no one cares about you, I beg you to tell just one person how you feel. I promise you that person will care so, so much. I recently had a friend tell me that they're suicidal. We had only even been talking for a week or so and you know what I did? I started crying. I had no idea how much this person meant to me and here I am crying because I just want them to be happy and safe. 

      The point of this whole thing is to tell you that people care about you more than you could ever imagine. Sometimes it's even the most unexpected people but I fully believe that there is at least one person who cares about you more than you know.