Comparison game and genuine goals
Head turner. The best. The prettiest with the most handsome or successful boyfriend (or-toy) on her arm. The latest bag. The most fabulous The coolest. The one with the greatest complexion. The smartest. The one who can’t decide between Blackberry and I Phone 4 because want them both. The envy. The superficial. The fraud. And blah, blah, blah, the list goes on. Why do we always have to be the greatest, why can we simply be us? I don’t know. That’s why we have term competitiveness.
I just don’t want to care. I just want it to stop.
Some people are even so caught up in this game that they forget entirely their purpose in life, their goals. I think I am lucky not to want to play this game anymore. I feel more at peace. Thank you Toronto for discovering me, you make me realize who I was and make me who I am now.
With gratitude.
I wish you all the finest.
Until we meet again.
Sincerely,
Yessica Nio.