When I'd been a teen, one of my closest friends told me that she wakes up every morning, looks at her reflection in the mirror and tells herself: "I am special. Only special things will happen to me." At that point, I had found it a little odd that one might call oneself special. Is that not something on the verge of arrogance? Why must we tell ourselves we are special? That's what the world around is supposed to recognize and acknowledge on their own. LOL. (Talk about operating from a place of modesty! HAHA!) A few days ago, while I was walking to get in my heart points on Google Fit, I was listening to this Headspace podcast where they spoke about comparison being the rott of most evil. Needless to say, I fully agree that comparison is the reason why we never seem to be satisfied with who we are or what we have. When we compare ourselves to others, we compare our inner life with the others' outer lives - apples and oranges. We do not know how these lives are b...