Bigger, Badder, Meaner
My sister once had a friend who we nicknamed ‘Bigger, Badder, Meaner’ or BBM. Anything that Kris did she did bigger, with more money, and more people. They were only 6 or so, but even at that age no one likes one-upmanship. Those sorts of games cause insecurities. Stupid insecurities. And I’m here to tell you that life is not a pissing contest. You don’t have to have the biggest, bestest, everything to enjoy life.
I’m not prettier than you. I’m not skinny, I’m not the best cook, the best dresser, or the tidiest person around. I live in a small house, I don’t come from a wealthy family, I’m not university educated, I don’t know shit about politics. I can’t speak any language except English, I can’t play an instrument, and I can’t draw. I live an 8 hour drive from my family and I’ve only seen my youngest brother a couple of times each year since he was born. I live at the end of the Earth in a country with 4 million people and 40 million sheep, in a capital with a city centre that is so small you can walk from one end to the other in 20 minutes.
But despite all of that I love my life, I love that the older I get the more comfortable I feel about myself. I love knowing that if I do ever “make it” it’ll be from hard work.
I choose to look one the bright side.
I’m not prettier, but I have great manageable hair, big eyes and long dark eyelashes. I’m not formally educated, but I spent the time others spent at uni getting my first job and learning heaps while getting paid, plus I don’t have a huge loan. I don’t have a big house, so it’s easy to heat and there’s less to clean, I hate cleaning. I don’t see my family often, so every time I do see them is special, I love them very much. I live in a small country, making it easier to get noticed, and amazing if I get recognised in the International scene.
You have to make the most of what you’ve got. Moaning about your hand isn’t going to make it better. It’s great to have dreams, but don’t live in the what if and let your actual life pass you by.
7 Responses to “Bigger, Badder, Meaner”
A to the men! Also: we should all be so lucky as to have a capital city as lovely as Wellington :D
What a wonderful post. Thank you.
You’re so right! And here’s to living at the end of the Earth :)
It’s so great that you all agree! And yes here’s to Wellington and living at the end of the Earth! :D
Great post, makes me want to stop moaning right now
Eeek! Did uou write that post for me??!!!! lol I’ve been TRYING to think along those same lines lately… it doesn’t always work, but I’ve been making positive changes, eg. joining the gym (me so sore!) and making more of an effort to be nice to people! It does help.
Of course I wrote it for you! And for everyone else who wants to be happy but it having a hard time dealing with life. The things is, if you hate going to the gym it’s silly to force yourself just because you hate your body. Getting skinny isn’t going to make you love yourself. If however you’ve joined the gym to get fit, get those endorphins rushing etc that’s great. But don’t forget you can still dance around your house, walk, hoop, have sex, if that appeals to you more than running on a treadmill inside.
Being nice to people is a really great step. I still can’t bring myself to be nice to stupid people, but first encounters with me should always be pleasant. :p
Congratulations!
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