Something Beyond Compare

Did you notice that lots of your friends are moving to a different space, all on a different pace? It’s becoming more and more apparent now. Some of my friends go to residency, some steps into a serious spousal relationship and the other march into parenthood.

They’re on a different pace so why do we compare ourselves to them? You’re clearly not on the same starting line.

You see, comparison is one toxic trait that I hate so much because I grew up bearing it. It first came from other people until I am eventually old enough to do it myself.

It crushed me and my self esteem.

I can’t seem to comprehend that there’s no one size fits all.

All of the whys and the believe that my choice is wrong and they are right; that my ticket to happiness has to be the same as everyone else’s.

But no, my ticket to happiness is very different from them. Me with my thoughts & my feelings along with my experiences want something more.

Something deep rooted into your soul that brings you immense peace & immense happiness from deep, deep down.

A deep relationship, one deep talk, a quick but warm interchange and a lovely, lovely day with your lovely people.

I finally realize that there’s nothing wrong with my choice, or any choices at all. As long as I’m happy & responsible by it.

I finally am happy, and at peace. So may you find your peace and your happy too, cheers. 🥂

Ananda Khaira Azizah,

Pekanbaru, November 8th 2025.

Written on 6am on a Saturday.

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