Stop Comparing
We live in a pathologically dissatisfied world. And I'm going to tell you
why. Because we love to compare.
Go around the world and discover that people aren't happy with their
bodies. Filipinos want to be fair-complexioned like Westerners, and so buy
bleaching stuff. Westerners want to own bronzed bodies like ours, and so
purchase tanning lotions.
Those with moles have them removed, while those who don't strategically
implant beauty spots.
Some people want to shed a few pounds to look like Ally McBeal, while
others want to gain some baby fat to look like Drew Barrymore. When are we
ever going to stop and simply be happy with how we look?
We live in a sick world, I tell you. And that sickness is comparisonitis.
Take a look at wealth. When we drive our old Toyota, it really suits us
fine. We feel blessed in fact when the rain pours outside and we feel snug
and cozy on its faded upholstered seats. But the moment we see our own
officemate (or neighbor, or buddy, or cousin, or brother) drive his sleek
sky-blue, four-door, four-wheel-drive Honda Rav4, we automatically feel
like third-class children of God. Next time we drive our bumpy, noisy,
rusted, dilapidated Toyota (notice how all the defects come out all of a
sudden?), we feel deprived, dispossessed, pariah, debased, and only a
little higher than the insects of the earth.
Listen carefully. Bill Gates total assets are worth $60 billion. Thats more
than the GNP of some small countries. Tiger Woods earns $80 million simply
by smiling on TV in a Nike shirt. And the stars of the sitcom Friends are
paid $50,000 per episode!
My point? No matter how hard you work, there'll still be some people who
will be richer than you are. And therell be some people who will be more
beautiful, have more sex appeal, have more boyfriends, and have more problems.
Try it for once. Stop looking around. Dont compare! Dont compare her nose
with your nose.
Don't compare his wife with your wife.
Don't compare his salary with your salary.
Don't compare her breast size with your breast size.
Don't compare her kids report card with your kids report card.
Don't compare his prayer group with your prayer group.
Don't compare her cellulite deposits with your cellulite deposits.
For crying out loud, stop comparing and start living! And you'll be happier
with your life, I guarantee.
This is crucial: The most difficult thing in the world is to be who you are
not. Pretending and trying to be someone else is the official pastime of
the human race. (I dont think dogs and cats and cows and horses have this
problem.)
And the easiest thing in the world is to be yourself. Be happy. Live! There
must be a reason why God made you tall or short or fat or thin or bumpy all
over.
Love who you are!
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Even if I was banished to the darkest place,
my love will never let me be a lonely spirit
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