I used to feel conflicted about my clothing choices. Whenever I wore something more fitted or in white, people would make comments — saying it looked “too much,” or that such styles were linked with a certain group. I wasn’t wearing them for that reason at all; I simply wanted to look decent and feel confident in my own skin.
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| It was never really about clothes. It was about being seen and judged. |
The truth is, I often compared myself with those who were more toned or “better looking.” They could wear tight, bold, or even daring clothes, and others would praise their confidence. But when I did the same, it felt like I was labelled, misunderstood, or even mocked. That left me asking myself if I should just give up my preferences and stick to what was “safe”.
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Looking back, I realise those moments weren’t just about fashion — they were about my self-esteem and the fear of being misunderstood. But there was also a deeper meaning behind the styles I was drawn to, which I’ll share in my next reflection.
Jeff
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