Comparison is the Thief of Joy

I suffer from the same problem that I am positive a huge majority of people (women) in a America suffer from, the 'comparison disease'. 

I first noticed signs of this is high school although I am sure I had small symptoms of it before.. My two best friends in high school had long legs, super skinny bodies and were basically aesthetically perfect. So instead of focusing on my good qualities I would compare my 5'5" self to their 5'8" selves and be instantly envious and disappointed. I did this in various college classes as well. The girl two seats down from me was so freaking smart... She always knew the right answers and our professor loved her, so once again instead of focusing on the answers I got right I would compare myself to her, making myself feel instantly stupid and inferior.

I'm sure I am not the only person who has compared themselves unfairly to others when we shouldn't. Just because someone else is pretty doesn't mean that you are ugly. Just because someone else is really smart doesn't mean that you are dumb. 

I'm embracing the good... I may have terrible skin and thin hair but I have other good qualities. I may literally be the worlds worst math student (no exaggeration.. I took math 1010 three times) but I aced every single Sociology test.  My family isn't perfect, I don't have a six pack, Boston had jam in her hair half of the day and I usually am wearing a hoodie and a messy ponytail... But my family is close, I still make it to the gym a few times a week, Boston liked the jam and bread sandwich and my hair is getting healthier from the ponytails and not the straightener... And I am not going to let myself compare my 'worst's to other people's 'best's any longer.

•comparison is the thief of joy.

XO:

Ashlynn&Boston BRONSON 

This girls friends are really pretty but it definintly doesn't mean that she isn't, too.