I absolutely do judge, because it doesn’t make them happy. At no point during their run on the approval-seeking treadmill of ‘gotta shave off another 0.3 seconds from my time, no wait, 0.4 seconds, no wait…’ do they actually have the briefest of moments where they can feel like they are just okay to be who they are. It’s painful for them to chase the carrot on a stick, vicariously painful for others to watch, and readily turns them into toxic people when they can’t get their fix.
I absolutely do judge, because it doesn’t make them happy. At no point during their run on the approval-seeking treadmill of ‘gotta shave off another 0.3 seconds from my time, no wait, 0.4 seconds, no wait…’ do they actually have the briefest of moments where they can feel like they are just okay to be who they are. It’s painful for them to chase the carrot on a stick, vicariously painful for others to watch, and readily turns them into toxic people when they can’t get their fix.