Originally Posted by Iron Ape
I think in my case it just comes down to not honestly giving a good god damn how people define me. I work in an industry where perception is more valid than truth, and everyone I deal with is either a moron, completely insane, or not one of our customers, (With one notable exception) Outside of work, I stay the hell home, unless I am on a date with my wife or have to pick up supplies. I have created for myself a sort of social bubble that keeps everyone away, much less stressful that way
So with all that, the only perceptions that really alter my day-to-day life are those of my wife, who already knows all of my dirty secrets, and my cat, who doesn't care how fucked up I am as long as I remember to feed him from time to time and scratch his belly. I would love for the world at large to judge me by my convictions and principles, but I don't believe that is a thing that actually happens anymore, and honestly, fuck em.