Comparison.
Wow. It's been quite awhile since I last posted. I woke up this morning and had the urge to write something, but I wasn't sure what. This whole month or I'd even say year I've just been telling myself beauty comes within, you are beloved, you are a child of God, you are made perfect in his eyes, But do I believe it? I would tell myself well maybe if I stopped wearing makeup I would have more self-confidence, or if only I was skinnier I'd be prettier. I'd look at myself and say no one will want to be your friend if you look like this, no one will think you're beautiful if you look like this. WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY?! YES I know that's not true and it's really easy for me to preach to myself on why that's not true, but yet I still feel not good enough, because I'd look at other people and compare myself to them. Comparison rots the bones. Why do we look at someone and instantly wish we looked like them or had their talents etc...