Comparison is the thief of joy.

I feel so much better when rather than looking at what others have and wishing i had it too, instead looking at what others lack and seeing if there’s anything I can do to help them attain it.

It helps me appreciate what I do have. There are people I love who want me around. It took so long to recognize, internalize, actually feel and experience that fact instead of just … knowing it in a distant academic sense like ‘sure yeah it stands to reason that this is true i guess but i have no proof’…

Until recently, i ‘knew’ that people cared about me and wanted me around the same way a person born blind can KNOW that the wavelength and frequency of the color Blue are 450 nanometers and about 666 terahertz (heh 🤘) respectively but not have an intrinsic experience of what it’s like to see it.

it’s nice actually being able to FEEL what i only previously just numbly heard about. and now all i truly want in the world, on the deepest level, beyond petty hedonic desires, is for more other people to know what it’s like to feel loved.