Dear Comparison,
I’ve decided it’s time. I’m breaking up with you.
No, it’s not me, it’s you.
And no, we can’t still be friends.
You seduced me by whispering sweet nothings in my ear about “better than”. You flattered me with “friends”, “followers” or awards, “likes”, “favorites”…
But you’re a two-faced lover and now I see the real you. Those sweet whispers easily morph into ugly taunts of “not as _____ as”. Subtle accusations that lead to envy and discouragement and an unhealthy soul. Continue reading
