Self-comparison is a slow killer
Today I'm reflecting on antihero.
It's so hard not to fall into social pressure and abide by whatever social standards your own environment has unconsciously created around you. I've compared my appearance and body to others several times in the last few weeks, and to no surprise, I never truly was satisfied with my self-comparison. How can I be?
I don't know why many people did not get the ''sexy baby'' part in the song. I don't care whether she's referencing a tv show, a line, a book, or whatever. It makes sense to me: you feel like everyone around you is just plain better, and you're there plain boring; also you feel like there's not much you can do about it.
It is exhausting.
rooting for the antihero.
For that, I keep on trying to obtain validation from others by trying to reach the standards. Following are some examples of that.
aboyinaroom.
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