Competition

Sometimes, I question whether or not life is just a big.. contest. In the real world, isn't it all just about who's the best? Who's got the money? Who's got the best lover? Who's got the great job, the great family, the great life?

And we compare. We compare a lot.
We say we're not pretty enough, not smart enough, not good enough.
Or not pretty as them, not smart as them, not good as they are.
We seem to strive from our flaws. Others, not as much, but we know they exist.

And then others.. they critique you. On your personality. On your looks.

But they should know they have flaws themselves. So why do they point on your flaws?

I think this only makes sense in my head, but it seems to me, we all strive from our flaws. Regardless of who points out these flaws, one way or another, there is someone always critiquing us. Whether it's you, or me, your parents, your friends, that stranger... they've always got something to say.

And then we take it to heart.

And then we just wanna change so we meet up with expectations.