summary judgement

I am trying to recall when I started to care about what people thought of me again. It must have been sometime around Liam's birth. Honestly, I can't remember.

Recently, I have come up against people making summary judgements of me, my choices, my life, my everything.

why do I care?

Maybe their perceived "knowledge" of me is from a lunatic or maybe it's half what they wanted to hear and made the judgement anyways.

Either way - i'm tired of caring.