Welcome to the Blog Hop – Comparison The Thief of Joy? where bloggers from all over the world are invited to share their ideas about Theodore Roosevelt’s quote: “Comparison is the thief of joy.” Do you agree of disagree with Teddy’s POV? Please share your unique perspective.
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Comparison The Thief of Joy
If you’re unlucky, it starts even before you’re born. “My last pregnancy was so much easier”, mourns the mother. Or if you’re her first child, “But my sister didn’t get this sick. This baby is giving me a hard time.”
Then you are born. And they come in droves to see you. “Oh my doesn’t she look just like Cousin Anabelle.” “No, no can’t you see her nose is just like Grandma Nancy’s!” “Fourteen hours of labor? You didn’t have to wait so long with Terry, did you?” “He keeps you up all night? My baby sleeps like an angel at night.” If there are no siblings or cousins to compare you with there’s always Dr Spock‘s babies who can be used as a yardstick for your growth or lack of it.
You start to grow. “Lola stop fidgeting. Can’t you see how quietly your brother is sitting?” “Anirudh, you really should stop drinking milk from a bottle. Look at your cousin Satish. He’s only three and he drinks from a cup.”
Now comes school and with it a whole new set of children to compare you with. “You got 73/100 for your test? Shame on you – see how well Mrs Choudhary’s daughter does.” “Why do I keep getting complaints about you from the teacher? Mala’s teachers always praise her.” Even the teachers get into the act. “You’re Nalini’s cousin? She was an angel, you’re a devil!”
After a while you learn to start doing it to yourself. You are constantly measuring your height against your sister’s. You improve your grades in school, but you’re not happy because you wish you had the same grades as your friend, Sharon. You gradually start skipping meals because you want to lose weight so you can look like Andrea. You start to work out at the gym, pushing yourself to exhaustion, because you want to develop muscles to look just like Salman Khan!
You stop feeling good about the way you look, because you wish you looked like a movie star. You stop trying to work on your talents, because you’ll never be as good as…..You stop enjoying achievements because you’re always wishing you had done better than your friend. You want to be better dressed than……. You want to be richer than……. You want to travel more than………. You want to sing just like……. You forget that all you have to be the best YOU. It goes on and on. The cycle of comparison….
Is comparison the thief of joy? Need I say more?
May you be inspired – every day!