the great compare.

Lose the attitude. Everyone wants to prove that they are better than me in everything. Everyone’s a pro golfer. Everyone’s a professional chef. Everyone is unbelievably great at something, if not everything. Getting into these arguments of who’s better at what does nothing but erode my sobriety.

Who cares who’s better? It’s a giant waste of time and energy. It’s like what I was saying about opinions; I won’t be changing anyone’s. It’s much easier and much more healthy just to go along with whatever someone is saying. If they need to blow themselves up all day long in front of me, I should be willing to smile and say great job.

I need to remember to take myself out of the competition of life. Because the second I start comparing myself to others, I lose in every category. Everyone makes more money than me, everyone drives a nicer car than me, everyone lives in a bigger house than me, everyone is better looking than me, everyone has a better personality than me, everyone’s smarter than me.

Thank God I’m tall.

Accepting these facts make my days go much easier. The second I start trying to climb over others is when my misery begins. I need to quit asking for reassurance. All that gets me is a condescending pat on the head, leaving me even more angry.

And susceptible to going back out there, because what’s the freakin’ point, yeah? If I’m already beneath everyone in everything, might as well make it worth my while. You thought I was piece of crap before? Just you hang on a minute.

This kind of comparative thinking wreaks havoc with my sobriety. If I am truly going to live right-sized, I shouldn’t be concerned that my right-size is much, much smaller than everyone else’s. Of course I’m going to lose to the boom and flash.

Serenity always loses to loud and obnoxious braggarts. I should know, I spent years being one. Now that I have the benefit of a program, I shouldn’t be angry when others are acting the way I acted. There but for the grace of God, right?

I need to remember that life isn’t a contest. Thank God, because I’ve been losing badly.