We all like to think that we’re destined for great things.
We all see our future as brighter than our present
and we long for the days to come
because we like to think that they’re better than the days we’re having now.
we certainly don’t think they’ll be worse.
How can they be worse?
But we look to the future with dumb optimism.
We see things better than reality
because we compare ourselves to people we can’t become.
We see ourselves as better than average.
We all do.
But that, in itself, is flawed.
We cannot all be above average.
It is impossible.
And I’m starting to realize
more and more
how unfortunately average I am.
And I don’t know how to be okay with it
because I was raised to believe I was better.