I may not be the funniest, the prettiest, the smartest, the skinniest, the bravest, the strongest, the curviest, the richest, the fittest, the coolest, the loudest, the tidiest or whatever the latest ‘in’ thing is. But that doesn’t make me worthless. It doesn’t make me a failure. There will always be someone who, in your opinion, has more desirable qualities thank you, but the crazy thing is, they are probably feeling just as insecure about themselves as you are.
I’ll be the first to admit that I’m super competitive, but with regard to ‘living my best life’, the only person I’m competing with is myself. We shouldn’t be comparing ourselves to people we will never be. We should enjoy being us, because we bring something to this world that nobody else can. Imperfection is an art, and one of much rather aim for than the myth of being ‘perfect’. Sometimes getting it wrong is better than getting it right, because who is to say what wrong and right really are anyway? We should be putting our happiness first, and ultimately its people who bring that to us. People who don’t care about our flaws, because they love us for who we are.
So stop trying to be the best at everything, and instead concentrate on being the best you instead. Learn to prioritise the important things and everything else will then start to fall into place, trust me.