Why do I let what other people think take such a hold over my life?
I have always had an irrational fear of rejection and disappointing people, that I rarely am honest with anybody. Lest I say something that will tarnish the relationship I have with that person. It's the exact reason I never came out to anyone for so long (thank god that my mother had the chutzpah to ask me if I was gay).
The worst is when I find something that I enjoy (a movie, a book, a singer, etc.). It doesn't matter how many people agree with my thoughts, it only takes that one person to say "I hate that thing that you really like." To me, that is akin to them saying, "I think you are stupid for liking that."
Blargh. I know it's all quite ridiculous. I shouldn't let what other people think get me down, but it just happens. I have no control over it.