Judging people is not something I should be proud of but nevertheless, every time I am in a situation with new people or people unlike me, I can’t help it but judge them. Looking back, I judge people and make my opinions about them, and no matter what, those opinions hold their ground strong and most likely never change. There were times when I judged people for the things they cannot control: their looks, their voices, and maybe their gender. This makes me a terrible person but just few of many times. Most of the time, the judgments I make are true and helps me get away from toxic people.
The way people show and represent themselves plays a major role of my judgment issue. Maybe it’s because I am unlike them and I dress to express and not to impress. This sometimes makes me wonder if I could be like them and try harder to get attention, but I stop and be proud of who I am. Judging and forming opinions were not always in my favor. It has put me in some embarrassing situations where I question myself, but no matter how much I try to stop it, it never goes away.
Coming so far away from home was a big hurdle to cross when it came to cultural differences. I didn’t know how to present myself. I kept to myself for most of the time and observed people. While observing, I also knew who was who, at least I thought I knew. I judged them for who they are knowing that they cannot change some aspects; for eg their gender. Because back in India, there were just two genders, and coming to the US, I saw many other gender groups. It took me some time but eventually I understood and felt guilty about my actions. Today, those people are few of my closest friends at Hebron.
I know it’s a bad sin, but sometimes I feel proud. I feel like I have this free power of making an opinion and sharing it. The only difference with this is that some of these opinions are irrelevant and are hard to change when once made. This stops me from going outside of my comfort zone and meeting new people. Growing older I realised how much I am missing by judging others and hope to change it one day.
Hello, this is an essay I wrote after we read The Scarlet Letter. This assignment was to talk about your sin which you are not proud of and I wrote about being Judgmental. I am proud of this essay because it was a personal narrative and took me a while to get it out there. I could’ve done better job in portraying this essay by connecting more of my past events and making it more approachable. Thanks.