They can’t read everything.

This post is for the people who want to put their ideas and stories into the world but are afraid that the wrong people will read them.

For me, that’s my abusers and critics and haters and literally anyone who thinks I should keep my thoughts to myself and not blog about my life at all.

I’ve learned something over the years:

They can’t read everything.

When they read one or two pieces or even 20%, it feels as though they’re reading every. single. thing. we put out.

They’re not, though.

And if they are? So what?

Give them something worth reading and talking about.

If people are going to hate-read your blog or look for something critical to say about you anyway, then give them something worth reading and chatting about.

Something they’ll copy the link to and send to their friends. One day, one of their friends will say, “What’s wrong with it?”

Meanwhile, you get to go on with your life creating and posting that which you’re proud to put out into the world because you know someone out there is going to thank you, saying, “I needed this today — I’ve been struggling so much.”

And those notes, messages, emails, comments — they make dealing with the haters worth it.

You get to live your life out loud whilst critics live their lives hidden in plain sight, always having something negative to say about other people whilst their own life sucks.

They probably push their offspring to pursue things they think will lead to a “better” life — and that offspring is probably you.

They’re probably reading everything you post for evidence that you’re finally doing what they wanted you to do all along, that they believe will contribute to you “bettering” your life.

Maybe they smile to themselves when they read about you doing that thing — this parasocial relationship they’ve formed with you through your blog that exists only in their head, because they haven’t accepted reality as it is: no-contact, total estrangement of the heart.

None of it matters. Their input no longer matters.

Share your story.

You own everything that happened to you.

You have full agency of how you share your perspective — and no one can take that away from you.

And if they do read everything?

They choose to spend their time on that.

They choose to criticize, be hateful, etc.

How they choose to live their life isn’t a commentary on how you live yours. ✨

I choose to take advantage of their efforts, to continue doing what I want to do and what I know I do best. If they’re going to promote my blog whilst criticizing me, OMG be my guest?! 💅

Literally — shout how “crazy” I am from the rooftops and share my unhinged blog posts with all your friends. 😏

Laugh reacts to serious Facebook posts communicate wayyy more about the people who left them than the people who posted the content.

Autism or not, if you live your life fretting over how other people are perceiving you, are you truly living?

Are you actively healing from your trauma or enabling the cycle to continue repeating with someone else?