Today, I find myself standing in a very different place from where I used to be. I feel less urge to constantly check how others might read me based on what I wear. Over time, I’ve learned that chasing the “right” image only pulls me further away from myself.
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| I can’t stop labels, but I don’t have to live by them. |
Yes, people will always assume. Some will misinterpret, some will project, and some will judge without knowing the story behind a choice. I’ve come to accept that this is just part of life. I don’t have to explain myself anymore, nor do I need approval to enjoy what I like. Whether it’s fitted clothes, the colour white, or something that feels a little uncommon, I wear them because they make me feel comfortable and aligned — not because I’m trying to prove anything.
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There was a time I thought I had to wait until I looked “better,” fitter, or more acceptable before allowing myself these choices. But that waiting never really ends. Bodies change, age moves forward, and moments pass quietly. I realised I’d rather enjoy what I love now, even if I’m imperfect, even if my waistline grows, than keep postponing joy for some imaginary future version of myself.
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| So this is where I stand today — wearing what I like, doing what feels right, and letting others think what they will. Not out of rebellion, but out of peace. And maybe that, in itself, is a quiet form of confidence. |
Jeff
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