Do
you ever look at a person and think:
Gosh, she’s so
perfect; she has the perfect family; her kids are so talented; her husband is
always doting on her; her house always looks immaculate; she’s always so put
together; I bet she hasn’t had to suffer like the rest of us…And darn it, I
HATE HER!
I
used to do this when I was younger—see someone who looked like she had the
perfect life from the outside, create a whole fantasy narrative—and then
proceed to feeling yucky around her. Then I noticed that I only did this to
other gals, not guys. Why?
Well,
because I didn’t compare myself to the guys. I might observe a guy who seemed
like he had a good life, and my reaction never went beyond a neutral shrug.
Yet, when I saw a woman that gave off the illusion of perfection, I felt
immediate pangs of inadequacy and dissatisfaction.
As
I got older, I realized that my perception of reality was skewed. Nobody has a
perfect life. Every person suffers and struggles at some point or another. Sometimes
sadness can be covered up; other times it can’t. If you have a huge scar on
your back, you can camouflage it behind clothes. However, if you have even a
small pimple on your face, it is very difficult to hide it from others. Some
people are just more comfortable about sharing their pain than others are. I
usually don’t show my private scars to people when I first meet them, but most
of my close friends have seen every blemish.
So,
next time you think someone has a
perfect life, remember…the perception of
perfection is merely an illusion.
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