I judge, you judge…..

I’m not really ready to get my head round this whole new month, new book thing today.

People think I am amazing but the day after a day like yesterday, I am not amazing.

I crash. I feel crap. I’m emotional and irritable. I feel insecure and inadequate and judged.

Which does bring me to the next book we are going to look at – Judges.

And to one of my least favourite words – ‘judge’. Judges is not about being judged in the way I am talking about, I guess, but let’s go with my take for today.

Judging is what we all do pretty much all of the time.

We watch Judge Rinder and Judge Judy and Jeremy Kyle and pass judgement along with them and the studio audience on the lives of these messed up individuals.

We watch documentaries about benefit scroungers and obese children and judge the lifestyle choices of these families.

We read statuses on Facebook and judge our ‘friends’.

We judge people we meet on how they dress and behave and their size and how they talk……

And because we find it so easy to judge others, it is no surprise that we feel judged for all these things ourselves.

I feel judged about the state of my house…….and my ability to parent…..and my decision to go grey………I feel judged today about my wacky party outfit and the weird mix of foods and the lack of chairs…….I judge myself about all of this and so much more……..

We judge others to make ourselves feel better about ourselves….but it doesn’t work.

I like to think ‘Who am I to judge?’ and that stops me most of the time.

But judging is at the heart of how we think and behave most of the time.

I see things my way; you see things your way. I think my way is the right way – of course I do, otherwise I wouldn’t stick to that viewpoint. We’re then at a bit of an impasse, aren’t we?

I hope that during this month in this Book of Judges, we may be able to address this issue a little more.

Maybe these random ramblings have given you some food for thought to get you started…….