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No One Can Make You Feel Inferior Without Your Consent - Not Even You!

No One Can Make You Feel Inferior Without Your Consent - Not Even You!


I'm great at pulling out this quote when I'm speaking to other people who are feeling a bit insecure or inferior to others.
'No one can make you feel inferior without your consent.'
I associate the quote with Eleanor Roosevelt, but The Princess Diaries and Barbie Charm School are also legit sources, albeit quoting the former :-).
When it comes to saying it into my own head when I feel insecure or inferior I'm not as certain. Maybe that's because other people don't actually make me feel that way - I make me feel that way.
For the most part, my insecurity isn't caused by someone else, it comes from how I feel when I compare myself to them.
Take my day out today for example, I went shopping with my friend and while her outfit looked like it had just come off a runway, mine gave off more of a 'well this was clean!' vibe and there were a few moments where I'd look at her and look at myself and think
'Bahhh, why don't I look as good as you do?'
I soon shut my brain up with some Yasai Katsu Curry!
I should point out that my friend is lovely and suffers from the same insecurities as I do and would feel awful if she thought for a second I was comparing myself to her and feeling a bit down.
It's something I've never completely grown out of as I've gotten older. As a teenager, I'd listen to my friends who were slightly less curvier than myself complain they were fat or too big and knowing I was heavier/curvier than they were, I'd immediately compare myself to them and decide that in comparison I must be huge - I wasn't. 
 I just allowed their own personal insecurities to influence and feed into mine - again knowing that if they thought for a second I was comparing myself to them, they'd feel terrible.
While feeling inferior to other people and comparing yourself is a completely normal and human thing to do - treating the people you compare yourself to badly as a result is not.
It may not always seem that way but comparing yourself to someone else and feeling you come up short does not mean that it's their fault. I totally know that I'm prone to comparing myself to others and that it's my issue, I never want to make that something they have to feel bad about.
It sounds daft but I think it never really hit home to me until today that if I don't think it's okay for others to treat me as though I am inferior, it certainly isn't okay to do it to myself :-)
Today's Shoes
For today's shopping/lunch trip, I had my super comfy blue and yellow checked converse on! The majority of my converse collection are hi-tops but I have a select few pairs of quirky low-tops. I think these ones might be my favourite, I've had them for a good few years and they are still in pretty good nick. :-)
*I also clearly ignored the 'Please do not put your feet on the seats' sign on the train, even if it was a for a second or two - sorry!*

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