Just stop right there

Moving back to Sweden was that kind of painful thing that I presumed in the first case. Of course I missed my friends but...
Abroad, where I've been, they call the swedes the "beautiful people" because of their blonde, tall appearance. We are supposed to be cool and laid-back, everything solves itself Sweden.

NEWSFLASH
Swedish people can be so cruel and disgusting. Bad apples grow everywhere.

Since I'm back in this godforsaken situation that I am, I'm back into old habits of watching vloggers talk about proBody, slut shaming etc important issues and I came across this simple line watching a new girl I've never seen before. Under her vlogg she texted, “Why does it hurt you if I don’t hate myself?” and I just felt the accuracy.
I'm quite strong, I have quite strong opinions but I confess that am a fool. I have this problem with not realizing that people can be so fucking stupid and all over so fucking in love with spraying their fucking "perfect" lives over other people (also called bragging, but I prefer the other image) and then not realizing themselves that not everyone wants to be them or the image of what they think is the "best" model of living/how one shall live their life.
Like for instance, skinny, superficial, wealthy, consuming and the best one: proud (this I have extreme issues with and it's eating me from the inside).
I'm not saying that one shall not be proud of what they've been doing in their life but please, just think about how you express and say this and then don't even think about projecting this onto other people with the intention of making them feel bad. You can be motivational and inspiring but really, do you want me to be you and do everything that you've done? Are you the perfect human, flawless? Get out of here. I'm so happy for you *slow clap*
Just because all people are not the same as you doesn't mean they are "bad" determined from your life experience and you have the right to slowly judge them. *sigh*
It's not like that I have a lot of these kind of people in my environment but when they occasionally appear I am just struck by fear, for them.

But sure, you keep counting them calories and you have a lucky life. In this situation I really do think that "Like barn leka bäst" and please, leave me alone.

Hasta luego,
Louise