A20:33
I used to look at other people.
I used to look at other people.
I compared my life to theirs.
I compared my life to theirs.
It made me feel small.
It made me feel small.
One day, I stopped.
One day, I stopped.
I looked at my own hands.
I looked at my own hands.
They held my own story.
They held my own story.
I saw my small joys.
I saw my small joys.
I saw my own path.
I saw my own path.
It was not like theirs.
It was not like theirs.
But it was mine.
But it was mine.
That day, I felt enough.
That day, I felt enough.
I did not need more.
I did not need more.
The day I stopped looking at others
by @ruby_10