I just don't have any fucks to give anymore

When I was younger, image was EVERYTHING. I HAD the hair, the body, the car. I was the GUY.

(At least I thought I was.)

I was definitely a good looking Twink.

Having the wrong items in your basket or cart at the store could DESTROY that image.

Today. I'm definitely not that guy. I DON'T FUCKING CARE ANYMORE.

I didn't realize how much "image" doesn't matter to me until I thought about my last shopping trip for my dad.

I had the LARGEST package of Depends they sell (like the 40 pack), the LARGEST package of Ensure they sell (I think it was a 20 pack), a half gallon of milk, and a GIANT package of Charmin Ultra-Soft toilet paper.

And I didn't care who saw me. I didn't even put them in bags at the self checkout.

I, honestly, don't fucking care anymore. No shame feels better than worrying about stupid shit that doesn't fucking matter.

Today I walked around at the grocery with another of the same giant packs of Depends under my arm because I didn't get a cart when I walked in.

And I got an online coupon for $2.50 off because I used my phone and scanned the barcode on the Depends before heading to checkout.

Image isn't everything. And, honestly, shopping for things that make others uncomfortable and NOT giving a fuck about the "look" or "image," well today, I think that makes you look HOT. 🔥

Your thoughts?