“Stop comparing yourself to others. You can only compare what’s alike, and you are unlike any other.”
These are the words my husband said to me, as I was sitting on my back porch, feeling down and doubting myself. I’ve always wanted to be a songwriter. I’ve always had a love for music. I enjoy singing and I taught myself how to play guitar. I’m not the best vocalist or guitar player, but hey, it puts my songs out there. I’m not saying I’m bad, just that I am far from professional. When I was younger, I wanted to be a singer more than anything in the world. I wrote a few songs here and there, stayed up late talking and singing with friends. I even entered into a talent show once. I would host my on personal imaginary concerts in my carport singing my heart out to Mariah Carey. My show was pretty awesome to because it was all done on rollerblades. Oh yea, beat that Mariah. My biggest problem with all of this is that I’m extremely shy. I’m afraid of embarrassing myself or getting laughed at. So, when it came to big crowds, or groups of people I didn’t know, I would just shut down and keep to myself. I remember a time at one of our festivals in the small town we were living in. This girl I knew, she was a little older than I was, sang in the talent contest. She had an awesome voice and rocked the stage. Everyone cheered her on and I think she even won. I was so happy for her, but also envious. I knew, never in a million years, would I be that brave and outgoing. So, eventually, my dreams stayed just that, a dream. I had to come to reality and be logical. Fast forward to about 4 years ago. My husband, after all the time we had been together, then realized that I wrote. Jokingly I sang an old song for him that I wrote way back when. Because of him, I found the courage to start back writing, start a YouTube channel, submit my songs to whoever. He pushed me to unlock a talent that I had hidden away for so many years. He even encouraged me to start my blog posts. Fast forward to the day my husband told me to stop comparing myself to others. I was sitting on my back porch, feeling defeated. I had listened to a few of my friends singing and their voices were amazing! That little voice that likes to show its ugly face every now and then came back with a vengeance. “You’re not good enough, what are you thinking, you will never be like them.” I had almost talked myself into just saying screw it. Then, my husband and I had a long talk. I realized I have spent my whole life comparing myself to others, trying to be like all these people, then shaming myself because I’m not just like them. I’m not good enough. I forgot to just be myself, enjoy myself, and love myself. I am who I am, I’m not these other people. I AM ME. So my singing voice may be pitchy, my guitar playing isnt on point half the time, and I’m socially awkward. But that’s what makes me who I am. I am so grateful for my husband for pushing me to make my dreams a reality, being so supportive, and most of all, for loving me and constantly reminding me how great I am too!