I want to talk about life for a second. The real kind not the Instagram kind. Mine is messy, beautiful in its own way, different to anyone else's, and for me to compare mine to anyone else's would be a shame because each life is so different to the next. I think I've been using this place for a lot of that lately, comparison. It comes on quick and powerfully and can be a hell of a pain to shake. I've let it cripple me. I've let it make me question myself. And instead of pretending my life is all rainbows and gumdrops like I sometimes wish it would be, I'm here to say I hate myself in that dress, I like my crooked bottom tooth, I spend 90% of my nights with no make up and sweats watching too much Netflix, send about 5 picture options to all of my friends to choose which picture I should post, and I would bet that that girl with a million followers that you compare yourself does too. Like I said, life is messy, beautiful in its own way, and it's mine and I wouldn't have it any other way.