The Cost of Comparison

When I was 10 I wished I was tall like she was.

When I was 15 I wished I could talk to boys like she did.

When I was 20 I wished I had the answer in class like she did

When I was 25 I wished I had the relationship she had

When I was 30 I wished I was having a baby like she was.

When I was 35 I wished I fit in like she did

When I was 40 I wished I had the business she did.

When I was 44 well… it’s still hard sometimes.