It’s something everyone does, compare yourself to another
human. Girls are especially bad at
it. We judge ourselves based on what
other girls are doing, wearing, experiencing, etc. I feel that as I experienced middle and high
school years I didn’t let the comparison game catch up to me too much, but I’ve
noticed it getting worse in the last few years and I blame that all on social
media. Social media blasts everyone
else’s ‘highlight reel’ into your face with every post. And the worst part? Most of these people are people you probably
haven’t even met in real life. Someone
has a bigger house than you. Someone
just got a new dog or job promotion or car.
Someone gets to spend weeks on end traveling or gets to go out of the
country to see something exotic. Someone
got engaged, married, or had a baby.
Someone is always one step ahead of you and you judge yourself based on
that. (And as I type this, I realize
that almost all of these are things that happened to me in 2015 and most of
them I did share…I’m sorry if you happened to compare yourself to me.)
My point is that we are most critical of ourselves and we
shouldn’t be. There have been two
incidences when I was judging myself to someone I’ve never met and D
unknowingly set me straight. I get it,
sure he is a little biased because he is my {new} husband, but he didn’t know I
was comparing myself to these people and he was able to change my opinion and
see myself in a different light.
About a week ago I was going through my Instagram feed and a
photo popped up. It was a photo of a
person with no make-up on, in her natural state and I thought she looked
incredible. This photo belongs to
someone I don’t personally know, she is a celebrity. She sings, dances, and acts. She is in amazing shape. She recently got engaged. She is only 6 months older than me and seems
to have it all. On Monday, D and I were
watching tv and she was on. We were
talking about her and her fiancé which led me to look them up online which led
me to viewing photos. The photo I
mentioned earlier (with her in her natural self) came across the screen and D
and I had the following conversation:
D: I can’t figure her out, sometimes she looks really pretty
and sometimes she doesn’t.
We continue to flip through photos…
D: Wow, she looks a little scary in that photo.
M: That’s because she doesn’t have any makeup on. I look pretty scary without make up on too.
D: No you don’t. You look a lot better than that.
Later that night, the conversation festered. One thing I really don’t care about myself is
how I look without any makeup on. What D
didn’t know is that a week before, I was comparing myself to this person and
thought, ‘Wow, she is so pretty and doesn’t even have to try.’
Apparently he thinks the same thing of me.