I’ve been toying with the idea of deleting my Facebook account. It has been making me miserable lately.
When I look at the stuff people post it makes my life look boring.
I didn’t get to go to P.F. Chang’s last night. I ate kale.
I didn’t get a book deal. My book got turned down.
I didn’t get accepted to Med School. I can’t even pass Biology 101.
I didn’t finish work, off to the gym, laundry, then dinner with Pedro.
I must be a total loser.
I read a funny article about Facebook Image Crafting. People post things on Facebook to make their life look more exciting than it really is. It’s a real problem.
But I’ve realized that, just like most things, the problem isn’t really the problem.
Facebook isn’t the problem.
Mostly because I’m an envious little devil.
I have a major problem with looking at other peoples’ lives and wishing mine was as cool as theirs. Wishing I got the same good breaks they did. Wishing I could accomplish as much as them.
Here’s some truth: Misery will be my constant companion if I spend my life comparing my journey to others.
So I focus on the life God has for me. If I want to live an extraordinary life I have to live my life. I have to be thankful for my unique journey.
But when they measure themselves by one another and compare themselves with one another, they are without understanding. 2 Cor. 10:12