I compare myself all the time because nothing I do seems good enough for me, in relation to what other people do or say. I compare myself with the artist I admire and the writer I’ve just read. And of course, with beauty and weight. And with the cook I saw a video of once; and since I cannot do the recipe, I am a failure.
While actually, I need to pay a little more attention in me. Look a little bit more at my own nose, instead of looking at all the other noses around me.
How bad it is to compare myself every single time? Because I simply don’t remember I don’t have the same experience, and I don’t remember I am only 21 years old. And I don’t remember that I don’t know how to do a lot of things, because I’ve never tried before. And of course, if I had tried doing it before, it would be completely different. Why do I compare myself so much?
I compare myself to the point where I end up being less productive, and thinking less about myself and trying less. I compare myself because I wanted to be like them, I wanted to do like them, and have like them. I compare myself, but I swear it’s not on purpose. Because it hurts. It hurts when I notice I am so much more than I think I actually am.
I am good. I am enough. I can do anything I want. And I tried. I wrote, and I painted, and I read, and I cooked, and I’ve done my best. And just for trying it’s enough. Just doing it shows courage and strength. And I can just try again. Try it until I get it right.
But to stop comparing myself, that’s the hard thing. It’s inevitable. But when I stop comparing myself I feel so good… So, I promise. I promise myself I will try. I promise I will try doing it. Before giving up.
And I think you should too.
