“Shouldn’t people just mind their own damn business?”

That’s what I want to ask people. When did we become a society of attacks and condemnation? Everything I do, from what I wear, how I feel and think, to what I feed my children is fair game for attack from friends, family and complete strangers. Even the way I write this essay without the Oxford comma is up for debate and my sanity and intellect will be in question by all who aren’t afraid to share their opinion.

What gives us the right to question the decisions and actions of others in their personal lives? We have become used to a Big Brother society, but add to that helicopter parenting and we have a world where what one wears to Wal-Mart is recorded, critiqued and forever will haunt them if it is not up to the standards of those fashion experts behind their computer screens. If I don’t send the proper lunch for my children, I risk ridicule and questions about my parenting skills. It goes on and on into infinity the number of things that I, as a member of US society in 2015, chance an attack for from strangers every day.

Here’s where I find the worst of the situation, it’s none of their damn business!! If no one is in danger from my decisions, how does it affect you what I wear or decide to do with my life or even what team I support on Saturday or who I plan to vote for in November? It never fails though, if my decision doesn’t agree with one of these attack/condemn devotees, there must be something wrong with me or my intellect. Since when did disagreement automatically become condemnation? Who are we to impose our ideals on others? Why do we believe it’s any of our damn business?