Living my Dream

Hey you,

I get it now. I get why we felt sad every time we went on social media and saw those posts. We were comparing ourselves to the people who are already where I want to be one day. I was comparing those people to myself. I did it without even realising that I was doing it.

I didn’t realise that I was doing it because it also motivated me to become a better version of myself. The thing is: I was competing with people who weren’t even in my league. They were so far ahead that they don’t even know that I exist. They don’t know that I am even on their training ground.

I forgot that the only person that I need to be competing with is me. The only person who needs to know my struggle, my pain, my happiness, my achievements is me.

I can share these with others and I can enjoy them with others, but they do not need to know.

I also don’t need to be as good as people who don’t even know that I exist. I just need to be the version of myself that my younger self would be proud of.

As long as I can look at myself and know that my teenager and my inner child would be happy to be me, I am okay.

I am not quite there yet, where I can say that my inner teen would be glad to be me, but I am getting there. I am getting to the point where I know that my teenager would enjoy the life that I am living, and honestly, that is the biggest success that I could have.

To know that the teen within me, who would have given anything to not be in this world, would actually enjoy living the life that I have built is the biggest success that I could imagine!

That should be enough, and it will be enough.

Lots of love

Me

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