Most people don't walk around knowing what other people think about them, and I don't think it's healthy to know what faceless strangers who you'll never meet say about you.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
Sometimes it's nice for people not to know anything about me.
I don't put myself out there, so people aren't necessarily familiar with me or my face.
People who don't know me have opinions about me. That's the part that's very hurtful. Because how do you form an opinion about somebody if you've never met them or spent any time with them? So it's all based upon hearsay or things that they've read.
With things like Facebook, it's really easy to think that you know someone that you really don't.
Often we don't even know what we think ourselves about people in our lives.
Sometimes you have to get to know someone really well to realize you're really strangers.
I think I'm at a place where I haven't really been encountered by anyone overtly strange. But people think they know me.
It's weird how people who are the least close to me or who've never even met me purport to be experts on the real me; and then, sadly, there are those who could be in touch with me but prefer to gossip with strangers about me instead.
One of the illusions that we live by is that we can really know anybody else, and we're often surprised by traits in people that we thought we knew very well. The struggle to overcome loneliness, which is sort of our universal burden, leads us to leap to conclusions about who other people are.
I really don't care if people know who I am or what's said about me.