The Art Of Comparison

Jealousy is the result of counting others blessings instead of your own

One thing I’ve always known about myself is that I am a jealous person. When you’re a jealous person it’s really difficult to focus on what you do have, and not what you don’t. Particularly when you’re constantly comparing yourself to people who are “better” than you. For as long as I can remember I’ve been doing this – practising the art of comparison.

The thing is it’s easy to lose when practising the art of comparison, particularly as you get to choose who you compare yourself to and it tends to be someone who has something you want. Plus you’re comparing what you know of yourself to what you know of them and, inevitably, you’re comparing your behind the scenes to their highlight reel.

Back in primary school I used to compare myself to friends who were prettier than me, or more popular than I was. Who got the attention of all the boys without having to hang upside down on the monkey bars and show their underpants. Who were effortlessly cooler in everything they did. I remember a trip to Sizzler at about 8 years old. My best friend was wearing a tartan skirt, a white blouse, a tartan vest, knee high socks, mary janes and a beret. She looked like she had stepped straight out of Clueless. Not a surprise, really, given she was going through what she now terms her “Clueless phase” and that was her aim.

I was so jealous. Her platinum blonde hair, slightly small front teeth, blue eyes and cheeky smile were something I had always admired. I looked down at my jeans and I wished I’d dressed up for going to Sizzler, convinced that it would somehow make a difference while standing in line for cheese bread.

The thing was, my best friend was dressed like that because she felt insecure about what she looked like too. Upon reuniting with her as adults, she confided in me that she had always hated her teeth, and had always been insecure about what she looked like, particularly compared to me. But I never saw that, I was too busy focussing on my need to want to be like her.

Fast forward to high school and I had another best friend (the one from primary school had long since moved interstate). She & I were to become inseparable, and still spend every moment we can together to this day. I had a group of loyal friends, who I treated not as well as I should have, and the rare ability to flit between groups at school, friends with everyone, talking to them all. Yet I was dissatisfied with my lot in life because, and I quote, I wasn’t in the “cool group”. I looked at those girls, the ones who were always so stylish (even though, looking back, we all had a bad case of the 90s), and I longed to be like them. They liked me, sure, and we got along well, but I was never really part of their crew. I was so busy wishing to be part of a different group, I missed what was right in front of me – smart, fun, sassy, loyal friends who should have been 100% of my focus. And a best friend many girls would have killed for, and still wish they had.

Which brings me to now. I own a 3 bedroom house, certainly big enough for the 2.5 people who live here (the 0.5 being my stepdaughter, since she doesn’t live here most of the time). I have a husband who loves me, two gorgeous cats, and an amazing job where I recently was picked to be the Acting Manager while the School Manager is on maternity leave. An incredible compliment to be chosen, and a great career opportunity.

And yet I am dissatisfied. I compare myself to those bloggers who have a bigger following than I do. The ones who started after me, yet through luck, hard work and who knows what else, have already been able to build a business from their blogs. Despite the fact that many of them work solely on their blogs, as opposed to me working a full time job on top of it.

I look at my friends who have children, and I am desperately jealous of their lives. I look at those who have pet dogs, and I wish to join them. I look at people who have bigger houses, more money, more successful careers, and I’m still practicing the art of comparison, and coming off second best, despite everything I have.

Recently I re-read Your Best Year Yet by Kelly Exeter (available on amazon here  – affiliate link) and something that resonated with me the first time I read it smacked me over the head this time.

You are not better than anyone else, and no one is better than you.

It was only after high school when I stopped taking out my jealousy on other people. Stopped acting like I had some right to put them down because I felt insecure inside. It was only as an adult I learned to stop bitching about people behind their backs because they had things I wanted, and I felt like putting those things down to others would somehow make me look better by comparison. It didn’t, it never would, because I didn’t look bad by comparison to begin with, it was all in my mind.

The thing is, when you practice the art of comparison, you are only training yourself to focus on the negative and, usually, if you try really hard, you’ll notice other people are thinking the same way about the things you have.

Who do I harm by practising the art of comparison? Only me. My new year’s resolution? Stop.

Do you practice the art of comparison? Have you ever caught yourself putting others down in a vain attempt to make yourself look good? What are you jealous of? 

  • http://johnanthonyjames.com/ John James

    That’s kind of like my word for the year – “Believe” – my focus this year is simply to believe in myself, and not worry about anything else – believe in my talents as a writer, and believe in my happiness… :)

    • https://kikiandtea.com/ Tamsin Howse

      Good focus! Mind you when I hear believe I think “in fairies”. I wouldn’t be surprised if you kind of do too 😉

      • http://johnanthonyjames.com/ John James

        Pffft – Don’t be stupid! I don’t believe in fairies… I believe in Unicorns!! 😉

  • Sophia Russell

    Thanks for this article Tamsin. So true – we are well versed at practicing the art of comparison. Even though I’m quite happy with my life and the choices I’ve made I’m constantly comparing myself to others believing they have it better, that somehow I should be able to achieve what they have.

    Also wanted to say I’ve only recently discovered your site, but I really enjoy reading it. Glad you’re back from your new year/christmas break!

    • https://kikiandtea.com/ Tamsin Howse

      I don’t know why we do it! It only makes us unhappy. Why are we so intent on torturing ourselves?! Glad to hear you’re enjoying the site! Welcome!

  • Hayley Ashman

    Great post! I get jealous of people’s intelligence. Always have. I like to think I do a good job of hiding it but I do catch myself thinking things like ‘Gah! You’re so smart, you could be doing more with your life.’ It’s something I’m trying to shift so I can find intelligence an interesting feature in people, rather than something to be jealous of.

    • https://kikiandtea.com/ Tamsin Howse

      That’s very interesting as intelligence is not something you are lacking!! Probably linked in to how you determine your self worth (by being smart) and therefore your most vulnerable side.

      • Hayley Ashman

        Yep, I value intelligence a lot.

  • Sally

    What you said about comparing your “behind-the-scenes” to someone else’s “highlight reel” resonated. I’ve definitely been guilty of comparing myself to others but it’s strange when the situation is reversed! There have been many people jealous of my situation. On the surface I can see why – I stay home, P goes out to work in a nice stable job in the mining industry (where wages are stereotypically astronomical), we have a house in the suburbs, two cars, etc. The reality is different – our suburb isn’t safe enough for me to walk around alone, I don’t sit at home all day watching tele (I work generally 15-16 hours a day) and P earns nowhere near as much as what people think. Plus what people haven’t seen is the absolutely horrendous personal circumstances we’ve gone through which has included serious illness, personal heartbreak, financial problems, relationship “rough patches” and a whole bunch of other stuff. But people choose not to see that and don’t believe me when I say “We’re not rich, we don’t have it easy, our life isn’t perfect”.

    • https://kikiandtea.com/ Tamsin Howse

      I remember thinking similar (but nicer) things about your life before I knew better! The reality is that you are lucky to be able to work from home. Just as I am lucky to have my husband and own our home. Too often we think of people comparing themselves to our lives and put ourselves down in the process when we need to remember we do have it pretty damn good.

      • Sally

        P and I are lucky to be relatively financially stable and to have what we have (although that does come with some pretty major sacrifices), but when people tell me they’re jealous of me because I have it easy and we’re rich? That really pisses me off. Easy was working an 8-hour-a-day mundane job, rich is being able to afford what you want when you want it and not having to budget every last dollar. If life was easy and we were rich I would SO be sitting by a pool sipping a cocktail instead of working my butt off. :)

  • http://sonjalouise.wordpress.com SonjaLouise

    I do this a lot, especially with my sister. We’re only two years apart in age, and there is only the two of us, so inevitably comparisons would be made between us. First off, my sister is crazy smart (in the typical “does well academically” kind of way). She’s about a size 10, is married, owns her own house, works in a field that she loves, has that whole effortlessly cool style thing going on. Meanwhile, I’ve just moved out of home, am still completing my degree, single, fat, spent time (twice) in psychiatric facilities. I often feel like a complete failure.

    I’m not my sister, though, and I have to stop thinking that I’m ever going to BE her. I’m going to be me. Success is an individual thing. I *successfully* survived my first year out of home, living with four people I’d never met before. As someone with huge social anxiety / fear of strangers as me, that is HUGE. I successfully passed all my subjects last semester (something I haven’t done in like…three years?). I went out and deliberately made friends who share the same interests as me.

    So…it’s all a matter of perspective?

    • https://kikiandtea.com/ Tamsin Howse

      Ahh, siblings! Congratulations on passing all your subjects! Fantastic! You could look at things as your sister has had it so much easier and therefore you have failed, or you could say you’ve been through a lot more and therefore have had the opportunity to develop and demonstrate your strength, your courage, your drive and your maturity. It’s all perspective!

  • Bek

    I used to compare a lot- as I am the only single mum, whereas most people in my friendship circles were married, the husband worked, the wife looked after the kids, they had their own house, didn’t have to worry about money, had all this energy for doing stuff with their kids and so on. I don’t do it now, I just remind myself that everyone has problems and no one’s relationship is perfect. I’m grateful that I have a place to live, and that my mental health is good. My kids don’t have all the extra curricular stuff and experiences that their friends do, but they are loved, and that’s the most important thing.

    • https://kikiandtea.com/ Tamsin Howse

      And yet when I look at you I see someone who has two kids (I dream!), who love her, who are well behaved and loving and kind, and who fill you with so much joy and pride. How wonderful! I don’t think focussing on what per people might have wrong helps really, it just makes us feel bad for feeling bad, instead focus on how amazing your kids are and how wonderful that is!

  • iamevilcupcake

    One comparison moment comes when I’m feeling down, and it’s always to do with relationships. The fact that the only relationship I had wasn’t real, he married me for convenience. And that I haven’t been in a relationship since he’s died. Honestly, I just want to be loved.

    My biggest comparison moment though is regarding intelligence. I wish I was a scientist. I wish I had the funds to study science. I feel like I have this brain that is being wasted, but without the funds to pay for the study, it’s just sad you know?

    • https://kikiandtea.com/ Tamsin Howse

      Have you looked into scholarships?

      • iamevilcupcake

        No I haven’t. Didn’t even think of that! Where would I start?

        • https://kikiandtea.com/ Tamsin Howse

          Every university will have a section on their website listing every scholarship available and how to get it. Only the initial degree is likely to be a problem, and that’s on HECS, once you get into PhDs you’ll probably find a scholarship somewhere.

  • Monique Fischle

    I compare myself to others frequently and in so many different areas of life. I get jealous of people’s intelligence and their kindness and while I strive to be both intelligent and kind, I wish I was more of those things.

    I get jealous of people buying houses even though I don’t want to do that just yet, of people having children even though I’m not ready for kids yet, and of overseas holidays even though I’m lucky to have been overseas a fair few times.

    I wish I was able to stop comparing myself to others and I am taking the steps necessary to achieve this goal, but it’s very hard.