I am done with comparisons.
Mark Twain said it best when he said, “comparison is the death of Joy.”
He.
Is.
Correct.
My life feels better without comparisons. Less stressful. Less pressure. Less fear.
I actually get to be nice to myself instead of telling myself everything I’m not.
I focus on ALL that I am.
I don’t compare myself to who I was, what I could do or what I looked like in the past.
I don’t compare where I am in my life with others.
I don’t compare my business to others.
my skills
my parenting
my values
my finances
I don’t compare my self to others.
I have left this self-destructive technique behind.
i am me.
right here.
right now.
in this capacity.
at this moment.
with everything that has come before this moment placing me here.
i accept me.
the fukn kindhearted, badass chick,
as i am.
and I don’t need to measure my self on any imaginary scale to prove my worth or excellence or status or success.
It’s not an overnight choice, it’s not a “cold turkey” kinda thing. It’s a practice. and I’m really starting to get the hang of it!
and when I feel like I’m slipping, I pull my affirmations up in to my thought process and feed my brain the good stuff.
Let the comparisons go or remove the instances that you find yourself doing it.
I choose joy.
🙌🏼