Take A Deep Breath

As a young 20 something year old, I always seem to be comparing myself to others around my age. ESPECIALLY as an artist. Im always looking at people like... "Damn, she taking pictures with Diddy? I cant wait to move out of St. Louis" or "Oh snap, he doing commercials now? Maybe I need to go to more auditions" or "Dannngggggg, she lost hella weight! Im gone stop eating cake!". Ladies and gentleman, Im NEVER going to stop eating cake. I dont care what you crazy "health nut, workout and post pictures in the gym people" say! (But thats a whole different subject for a whole different blog post).

You can`t let your peers accomplishments be your regrets. We are all taking different paths in life and it is okay if you don`t have it all figured out yet. Unless you`re just being a bum. Then you need to get your ~~sh!t~~ together, real talk.

And remember, things arent always what they appear to be. You don`t know everyone`s struggle. That person snapping selfies with celebs might be couch surfing because they don`t have a place to stay right now. That guy doing commercials might have just got fired from his day job. And that girl that lost weight may have some real self esteem issues that she`s fighting. You never know.

Guys, the moral of my story is.... Stay the hell off of Facebook and Instagram. Unless you`re going to follow me...

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