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8. It's All In Your Head.

WARNING- This is more of a personal statement than good advice. It’s just me typing out the nebulous thoughts in my head that I need to clear out. Read if you want. It’s a fact- I worry too much. I worry about what people think of me, I worry about handling my college classes, I worry about my family, I worry about my social life, I worry about my health, and I worry about my future.   Sometimes, I get too caught up in worrying about all these things, especially the first and last- what people think of me and my future. Worrying too much about what people will say for some of your actions mentally restricts you from trying new things. How are we supposed to know what’s actually good for us just based on other people’s judgments? Recently, I went through formal recruitment and joined a sorority. As of two weeks ago, becoming a sorority girl never crossed my mind. Going through recruitment was just something I did to meet new people and try new things, and somehow I ended up g...

7. Make Your Own Judgements

I've never liked the squad-mentality of friendship. The whole " if one person doesn't like her, we ALL don't like her" attitude is faulty. In spite of the loyalty we may owe our friends' judgement, it's not fair for us to let one person's judgement spoil our own. Girls talk about each other. A lot. There's no such things as secrets sometimes, and if you've messed with one of my friends, chances are we've talked about you. A lot. It's just what we do. In the moment, we may discuss one's distrustful or disgusting nature based on a bad experience a friend has had. But most often, my interactions with some of the people we discuss have never been short of positive. When our trusted friends narrate the encounters they have with people, some details can accidentally get exaggerated. Perhaps they misread the facial cues and tones they relay for us to form a judgement on the people they speak of. On numerous occasions, I've heard my...