Get the Gavel, MY Jury's out.

[NOTE: I mean no offense to anyone in this post, and I apologize if you are offended.]

So today's post is about something that has always bothered me. Particularly, it bothered me when I first met this group of boys, two years ago.

You could have written "JUDGE" all over their foreheads. Nearly all of them judged me by superficial things, like my outward appearance. They, of course, never had a proper conversation with me, they simply decided that, because I looked "weird" on the outside, that I was "unfit to be in their presence." What does that mean? That means they basically teased and argued with me all year long.

And that, my friends, is when I first realized that I hated judgmental people. You know, the types of people that look at a person first off and decide what they think of them.

It's really sad actually. I stumbled across a quote the other day. It really showed just how hurtful judging someone could be.

It reads:

"See that girl right there?
The one you just called fat?
She's been starving herself, and she's lost over 30 pounds.
The one you just called stupid?
She has a learning disability, she studies 6 hours per night.
The one you just called ugly?
She spends over 3 hours putting makeup on.
The one you just called baby?
You would be crying too if your mother was dead.
The one you just tripped?
I think she's abused enough at home.
There's a lot more to a person than you think."

- Unknown

I don't know if people realize this, but by judging someone, they can be a bully. And if they're judging someone discreetly, they are just being mean. 

Now let's go back to that group of boys. And let's just see how they judged me.

They've laughed when they saw the bad grades I've gotten in math. Apparently, they don't understand that I didn't understand what we were learning. That I had studied my butt off to get that low grade. But of course, they didn't know that. They just judged. 

I laugh like crazy, because I'm just so happy. They think I'm weird, and not smart enough to be included in their conversations. (Since obviously, I have serious issues for laughing because I found something funny.)

Once, when I called my father stupid and a loser, one of them told me that's where I must have gotten my traits from. He didn't realize that my parents were divorced, and that my father had said things that he should never have said. But of course, he just went on judging. 

I brushed off every single one of their comments, because I knew they were below me for saying those mean things.

And that's why, I find it absolutely despicable when people talk without thinking, and judge people almost immediately. Without even knowing them. I once judged someone, once in my life. Of course, it was a complete stranger, but I felt so bad.

Because I know what it's like to be judged.

When I'm laughing like a maniac with my group of friends, after we just cracked bad joke after bad joke--and I'm called crazy. Or weird. Or even "dense." Dense in the head of course. Did that make me feel good? No. Of course not.

If I don't like something, that's fine. But if I don't like something--and it's because of a reason in which I judged someone--that's not fine. 

I don't like One Direction or Justin Beiber. What does that mean? That means I don't like their music. I don't know how they are in real life. I can't judge their personalities--and I won't. 

So it really annoys me when friends start judging people around them as well. Because, they're my friends after all. I don't know how many times I've cast a disappointed look at a few of my friends, because they've judged someone without meaning it.

Once, I was asked why I was hanging out with this one girl. She was considered really weird, by the person who asked me at least. With all the rumors around her that she cut herself.

I snapped to the girl's defense. You know why? That girl was bullied. Called names, put down. She was on medication, as well.

I recently stumbled upon a certain band's flips (videos). Of course, my inner comedian called out to me. Since I was laughing my butt off. So I sent it to a friend of mine. Who proceeded to describe them as: 

"They look kind of drunk."

and

"They sound like a bunch of idiots."

Now, I know my friend didn't mean anything by it. Or, at least I hope not. (Her words were the inspiration for this post, after all.) But I couldn't help but think of all the times I've been judged because I've acted crazily. And sure, I have never met the band, but it wasn't just the fact that she was insulting them that got me aggravated (I do like them, but it was her opinion). It was the fact that she so easily judged someone (she could dislike them all she wanted). But she blatantly judged them. By one video.

Just like times and times ago, a certain group of boys judged me by first look.

So the next time you see someone, don't jump to conclusions. Don't judge.

Because trust me, when you're judged, it hurts.




 










~Banana Win


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