The Game Worth Losing

Our generation has an expectation placed on us from the generation before.
Or maybe its from living in a time of dreams and entrepreneurship.
An expectation that we have to "be something" within a certain timeframe.
And when we fail to meet these expectations within that certain period of time, we struggle with our identity.
We think that we will always be stuck within the confines of our generational curses, of never living our dreams, or of never amounting to anything.

The biggest ploy of the enemy of our time is that of comparison.
We give up before we have even experienced the totality of growing up and living.
Our self-worth begins to look like just getting by instead of blazing a new trail for our future and the generations to come from within us.

This comparison game - this withdrawal too early in the game - beats us down into discouragement and defeat.
Beats us bloody until we choke on it.
Then we hit those moments.
Those moments where we ask ourselves, "Do I sit in this murky puddle of my blood, broken dreams, shattered spirit, and every memory of how I once again failed to meet this standard. This standard that I'm not sure where it came from in the first place? Or do I somehow keep fighting, daring to believe just one more time that maybe, someday, I might actually like the person staring back at me?"

We were made to be a winner... even though most often we don't even feel like one.

We enter these games
and every fiber of our being says WIN
but maybe the game of comparison is one match worth LOSING.
Because winning means it proved us right the whole time but losing says, "I don't want to play this silly game any longer."