Comparison isn’t just “keeping up with the Joneses’” and all of their stuff.

It goes way beyond what you see online.

It’s the small thoughts that creep on when you compare someone else’s behavior to your spouse. How someone dresses, talks, laughs.

Or when you judge someone else because if you were their spouse, you would appreciate them better. You wouldn’t do xyz. It’s easy to commiserate with someone when you only get one side.

Often we forget there are two sides to every story. You don’t see the sacrifice being made, the tears cried, the words spoken, the life lived behind closed doors.

Or what someone is carrying for unhealed trauma months or years ago and how their spouse has had a front row seat to that.

Comparison is the thief of joy and the downfall of the life you say you want.