A letter to the self-appointed judge.

Dear self-appointed judge. you to this lifelong position you refuse to re First, I am dying to know who appointedtire from. You are the mother, the sibling, the friend, the spouse, and the neighbour. You are everywhere. You leave no stone unturned to judge at any given opportunity that comes your way. You are ready to criticise, patronise, or comment whenever your solicited or unsolicited advice is sought. Sometimes you are transparent and don't shy away from being explicitly harsh in your judgments. But mostly, you strike the gravel with a smile on your face and fool others into believing that you are understanding and empathic. In all fairness, you are being your authentic self, aren't you? That's who you are. You sometimes judge others by projecting your experience onto others, whether a successful or failed one. You believe that others should endorse your life choices. Or do you use others as a punching bag for your frustrations and unmet needs and to distract yourself from your unfulfilling life? You jump to use the various cards you have to announce a harsh sentence at a whim without realising how hurtful you are. You are the friend who cannot listen to an unhappy married friend without making her feel ashamed for wanting an out from the relationship. You are the man who believes that all progressive-thinking women are modern and untamed. You are the mother who guilttrips the daughter for working and not being available for the children around the clock. You are the woman who believes that all men who are friendly to the opposite gender are potential cheaters in the making. You are the aunt that body shames the thin and the not-so-skinny boy or girl. You are also the stranger who looks you up and down without blinking his eyes for wearing something vulgar, in his opinion. Everyone has a story. Why do you judge others for the chapter you started reading? You believe that you are...