Anxiety like this is shit. But at my ripe old age of 45 I have finally got over sooo much of it. What I tried to work out was my own thought processes/judgmental thoughts. What were my worst thoughts about other people? So (and my excuse is I grew up with a very, very judgemental mother) some thoughts I would have/used to have:
Don't like their hair.
Oh, shouldn't wear that skirt/jumper/trousers.
Oh, they are wearing hearing aids. Must be deaf.
Nice lipstick colour.
Oh, chipped nail varnish. Hate it when that happens.
She has scuffed shoes.
Hate that coloured coat.
Love that t-shirt.
Urgh, jealous of her, she looks great in skinnies - I look shit.
Oh poor thing, her kid has stuck a peppa pig sticker to her chest and she hasn't realised.
Obvs ^^ these are just kind of made up stuff - but you get the picture. And what does it tell you about the people I have seen?
Fuck All.
Seriously. Fuck All.
I don't know them. I don't really care . As soon as the above thoughts come into my head they disappear into the ether. Gone. Irrelevant.
And why they go? Because I have other things to think about. Yes, my lipstick colour/trouser fit/coat choice etc But more importantly, how my friend is coping with her SEN child. What should I get out for tea? How to approach the tricky work situation? Random person's sticker-on-the-tit? Gone. Pouff. No longer in my mind.
And to me, any nasty (and shallow) judgements show more about me than who I have judged. It shows the thought processes of someone not very nice. So more and more I stop them. I bounce them off before I think them - if that makes kind of sense. I do not want to be the kind of judgemental person my DM is.
With this thought process (I don't want to judge) has come about far more the realisation that what other people think of me doesn't matter.
As long as I am a decent person. Kind. Thoughtful. A degree of selfishness allowed (ie the ability to say no). That is what matters.
What some random on the street thinks? Who care?
What someone I know thinks? IF they are thinking shallow shit thoughts - well that says something about them. Not me.
So now I have gone through this journey I a) judge others far, far less. and b) Care far less what others think.
It has taken years though. I wish it had happened earlier.
I hope my waffle makes some kind of sense and doesn't make me sound like a total bitch