A wonderful post. Comparison is the thief of joy. I love that!
I am nothing if ruggedly handsome
“Comparison is the thief of joy” – this is the very commonly used phrase in plaques and posters that litter Inspirational Internet. I also get it a lot, because when I talk about comparing myself to others, it’s the first bullet in the chamber that people shoot my way. It’s a wonderful visual, that thief of joy. One can imagine a stout anthropomorphic blob with red eyes darting back and forth underneath a cowl, floating in the room and using a set of clasps attached to a selfie stick, slipping joy out of a wallet, stuck to the coffee points reward card.
At least, that’s how I picture it.
Anyone who knows me, even in the slightest, will know about my struggle with comparing myself to others. Move over sugar and other unhealthy habits or behaviours, because comparing myself to others (CMTO) is the
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I guess I am not really sure or interested if others are comparing themselves to me. Hasn’t stopped a few people full of hatred coming at me in full vicious earnest and trying shut me up for good.
I’ve always had pretty cool hair though. Rare and misleading for a man who can fight like me.
Anyone with half a brain knows that they should have taken out the mouth early… and by this stage of the game… Well Lawnmower man is running large like Billy Mills in Tokyo
Enjoy the Leo moon
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I dont really worry about comparison a lot but when I percieve myself to be ‘underfunctioning’ cause I am judging someone’s outsides from my inside it can be problematic. That is when I need a reality check. 🙂