I'm far less judgemental now, too, jenpax.
I think a lot of my judginess has originated in my own sense of insecurity. My mother was incredibly judgy, and I never felt good enough for her, no matter what I did, what I achieved or how I looked. I remember the constant put-downs, the nitpicking, the criticism and the minimising of achievement all too well. Especially the Sunday afternoon blackhead-squeezing sessions.
. I developed an obsession with my looks, which has never gone away. I actually had quite good skin, never suffered with acne, and looking back, was a reasonably attractive young person, but I always felt so ugly and uncomfortable in my skin. Still do, to some extent.
I always remember my mother's comment that "I could be quite pretty if I tried" and vowed NEVER to say that to any child, as it left such a mark on me.