Why Not Me?

You know those people who pardon the gross expression step into shit? Even though the saying would suggest otherwise, these are the people who experience just total and complete dumb luck. Good fortune and amazing things seemingly fall into their laps, often without much effort on their end.

Yeah, well. I aint one of those people. And Im willing to bet most of you guys arent either.

But if you happen to be reading this and you ARE one of those step in shit types?

its true. i do.

I write about this a lot, but were always looking at other people ones we know well, ones we kinda know, and ones we dont know at all to compare and contrast our lives versus theirs. SHOULD we do that? God, no! I told you fools to stop trying to measure up to your peers! But lets be real: we ALL do it. And then we start asking the why not me?-type questions.

You know:

• Why dont I have her natural beauty, perfect skin and razor-sharp bone structure?
• Why cant I meet a nice guy like that?
• Why am I living paycheck to paycheck and struggling to pay bills when they have all that family money they didnt even EARN?
• Why does he always get EVERYTHING he wants?
• Why cant I have an amazing job like hers?
• Why do I never win anything like they do?
• Why do I have to work out like a lunatic and diet every day just to maintain my weight when shes just naturally skinny without doing ANYTHING?
• Why cant I have a marriage like theirs?
• Why can they get pregnant so easily and its not happening for us?
• Why cant I be that tall?
• Why isnt my house as big as theirs?
• Why cant I afford lavish vacations like they can?

Why not me?

Whenever I start to feel this way which is often I immediately check myself. Spoiler alert: I dont have it all. Im not wealthy. I struggle to meet decent men. I dont always have the best luck or get the things in life I want. I have physical flaws and imperfections I wish I didnt.

But then I start to feel foolish and angry at myself because I have no reason whatsoever to throw a pity party. Despite the aforementioned, I have things you cant put a price tag on. I have parents that love me and would walk to the ends of the earth for me. I have an incredible family (immediate + extended) that knows how to have fun but loves as hard as they party. I am blessed with so many great friends who make life exponentially better. I am about to celebrate my 5-year anniversary at a job that stimulates and challenges me and makes me feel important and recognized for my hard work. I live on the beach, for Christs sake. I have a blog/writing hobby that provides me with joy and a much-needed creative outlet.

When I think about these things (along with the other fortunes I have), I realize I AM rich. I AM lucky. Its a serious reality check that I shouldnt feel sorry for myself simply because I dont have everything that others have.

I have enough.

No, actually, I have a lot.

So next time you want to ask yourself, Why not me? think about whether someone could be looking at *your* life and wishing they had the things you did.