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Comparison is the thief of joy.
I feel so much better when rather than looking at what others have and wishing i had it too, instead looking at what others lack and seeing if there's anything I can do to help them attain it.
It helps me appreciate what I do have. There are people I love who want me around. It took so long to recognize, internalize, actually feel and experience that fact instead of just ... knowing it in a distant academic sense like 'sure yeah it stands to reason that this is true i guess but i have no proof'...
Until recently, i 'knew' that people cared about me and wanted me around the same way a person born blind can KNOW that the wavelength and frequency of the color Blue are 450 nanometers and about 666 terahertz (heh ๐ค) respectively but not have an intrinsic experience of what it's like to see it.
it's nice actually being able to FEEL what i only previously just numbly heard about. and now all i truly want in the world, on the deepest level, beyond petty hedonic desires, is for more other people to know what it's like to feel loved.