Not being jealous

I don’t wanna be this way. I wish I could just hear someone music, or just look at someone’s art. Not think about it, or imagine it as my own. Constant comparison, constant misery.

yes they make great art, maybe it’s better than mine… but they’ll never make a song like me. They can’t take that away from me. That insane power. To create something that only you could create.

even if everyone hates my art, I’ll know that I made something true to myself.

I am good at what I do, but so are literally so many other people.

being “good” doesn’t even matter that much anymore, having the right idea and execution does.

im rambling at this point. But I want to reassure myself that someone else’s success is not my failure. And that jealously only serves to make me miserable. I have the power to change my reality, and that is something I will act on.