I saw a news article today saying that it has been nearly 20 years since the Nancy Kerrigan/Tonya Harding drama also known as "The Whack Heard Round The World"....I looked it up. It really is called that.
If you don't remember it, it's just because you're young, so...hold on to that youth and read all about it in the link I just posted.
I was 11. Nancy Kerrigan was from Massachusetts. She was a hometown hero. My olympic hero. I was devastated when she was attacked. I couldn't believe this happened. So I wrote her a letter. A get-well letter. Fan-mail. She never replied. But that's okay...I swear I'm over it.
The moral of this whole story,
other than the fact that I am totally over it that Nancy never replied to me, is that we (humans) can get really ugly, dirty, and mean. For what reason? Who knows. Sometimes it is jealousy. Envy. Anger. Insecurity. And we all show it in different ways. We hurt other people...whether we mean to or not.
I love this quote by Theodore Roosevelt:
"Comparison is the thief of joy."
I think it's really true. When we compare ourselves to others, it steals our joy and brings out ugliness in us that is unnecessary.
You are enough. Stop comparing yourself to anyone else.
Take back your joy.
You deserve it.