For as long as I can remember I’ve admired other people. Some might call them role models but I can’t quite agree here. More on that in a minute. Some of those people for me were:
Singers for their amazing voices when I can hardly hit a few tunes right.
Models for their [seemingly] flawless appearance and traveling the world [and really, how many girls’ answer to the question of their dream job is model, too?!]
Actors for being in movies all over the world and leading exciting lives.
In short there have always been people I looked up and wished I was alike with. However, there’s a difference between showing respect and admiration for others achievement, their talents andlives – and making yourself small. I firmly believe that God created all of us with our unique talents and destined our ways in life. I firmly believe that God created all of us with our unique talents and destined our ways in life. None of us are scarce of talent, passions, lovable traits. Yes, you, too, are special. Just because you’re not playing concerts in sold out stadiums or jet-setting the world doesn’t mean you’re less worthy.
What I do when I’m feeling so small in this huge world again is reminding myself that no matter how far some people have come and how famous they are: they’re human, too. Sensible to criticism. They have the same essential needs like you: they need to eat, sleep, pee – why, yes? They’re not looking any more graceful in certain situations, either [think: bathroom]. They don’t feel super hot and are sparkling in their heavenly bubbles all day every day, either.
And think about it that way: we’re better off than them at times. While yes, we feel the pressure to perform best at work, in school or at the gym – we’re not under the constant hawk-like attention of millions of people all over the world. Isn’t it nice to leave the gym sweaty and not give a damn about who sees you? Not having to go for a run when you’d rather lounge on the couch? To go on however many dates with whichever guys without seeing it in every tabloid the next second? Being “normal” not famous sounds pretty good now, don’t you think?
So sorry, Miranda Kerr, you might be taller than me, travel the world and date hot guys [what about that Tom Cruise Gossip, though? Not cool.] but I’d rather be eating chocolate, not strut my stuff in a bikini on a catwalk with thousands of people watching and be as grumpy as I want occasionally instead of putting on a happy face every day.
And now get thinking out loud, too, and tell me any thoughts you have on the topic!
Happiness-inducing today: Turning a task that started unsuccessful around at work and talking to my sister on the phone.
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