I think the majority of people are offended and/or curious about what’s being said about them if they learn of it.

I’m kind of with you on this one. There’s a saying I got from an ex that I keep with me and pass on as much as I can because it really opened up my eyes to not caring about that kinda stuff.

What other people think about me is none of my business.

I only care about what my very close friends think about me, and as you said, if they have something to say they will say it to me.

Everyone else can think and say whatever they want, I’m indifferent to it.

Not really, to be honest, because it would stress me out to go through all the possible scenarios what people could say about me. And the scenarios in my mind would probably be worse than the reality, so no need to bother myself with it.

It bothers me for a moment, then I’m reminded of how insignificant we are in the universe and go back to my usual existential dread

There was a time when I cared so much what others might think and say about me and I used to do things to please people. But I grew out of it. Now I don’t care at all. If they are talking behind my back then they are not worthy of my time at all. Those who care about me will talk to me, also I am who I am and I’m fine with it.

Extremely.

I’m old enough now that I’m able to accept the fact that it’s just going to happen so I try not to think about it.

I’m not a very religious person but I firmly believe in the commandment that gossiping is a sin.

I don’t just get bothered when people talk about me, I get bothered when I hear people talk about other people that aren’t in the room.

I’m just happy they’re thinking about me! All press is good press.