Help For The Girl That Compares Herself to Her Friends

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I recently took a trip to North Carolina. I grabbed a friend to help me with a photography project and we set out on our little adventure.

If you watched my Instagram story over the weekend, you would have seen pictures like these:

At first glance, it looks like two ladies who've been close friends for years, enjoying a girl's weekend with no cares in the world. Except, it wasn't that. While we had a great time, it was actually the first time we had spent an extended amount of time together. We hadn't been BFF's for years although you wouldn't know that by the photos you would have seen online. It was really the first time we got to know each other without our husbands or others around.

I'm sure we can all agree that social media shows the world what we want it to see but I think to some degree it gives us a tool to lie to the world–about our life, our friendships, our happiness, etc.

Don't get me wrong, the weekend in North Carolina was absolutely fantastic overall. We had some incredible conversations, prayed together, shopped around Charlotte and adventured through Asheville together. And of course, much of it hit our insta-stories. 😉

By watching those stories, you'd see that we went to the farmers market, that we had a delicious dinner at the most blogger-esque restaurant, attempted to hike (this kind of failed), and road tripped with the music blaring and windows down…just like all the best girlfriends do, right?

But what couldn't you see? What broken and unspoken parts of the story could Instagram not accurately capture?

You'd only know if I told you. And that's exactly what I'm going to do because I know stories can be deceiving and leave out some of the most important details. We see stories and accept them as truth all the while forgetting what really went into producing such stories…the video we redid three times before posting, and the scenes we set up to get the exact photo we had in mind…all the awkward stares we got from old people as we took photos of every meal at every restaurant (does anyone know why this has become such a trend?).

And maybe you're peeking into the story of the girls that left you out or the group you wish you were a part of and what you see on the surface makes you feel even more alone. Maybe you've wondered how everyone else seems to have such fabulous friendships and why you're still standing on the sideline watching everyone else's friendship flourish.

So I'm here to tell you the story behind the story…the real story…the real story of what actually happens between girlfriends, no matter how close they are or how instagram-able their lives are.

Like I said, it was really the first time I had spent time with Kelsey. I didn't know much about her on a deeper level, other than that she also loved Jesus, killed the photography game, had an adventurous spirit, got married just four weeks before me, and has a really cute puppy. So when we flew to North Carolina to work on a photography project together and then made plans to spend the weekend there, I wasn't sure what to expect.

And the truth is, I spent most of the weekend comparing myself to her. She had better outfits than I did, I thought. Her hair looked prettier. Even her 5 am early morning flight look trumped my sleepy eyes and old t shirt. It secretly drove me nuts. I mean, we all have a little green monster inside of us that secretly wants to be the prettier friend, the more successful mom, etc. Of course we'd never say that outloud but isn't that essentially what comparison does? It brings to our attention that someone is seemingly ‘better' than us or ‘ahead of us' in some ways. It reminds us of all the ways we may not be as good as someone else…at style, at business, at writing, at parenting, etc. And while we all hate it, quieting that little green monster once and for all can be harder than we tend to anticipate.

I had wasted most of my energy all weekend obsessing over the fact that the girl just knew how to put together the perfect casual but cute outfit every. single. day. Then there I was, rummaging through my suitcase, tossing socks and underwear, just trying to find something. Toward the end of day two, I just accepted the fact that she was going to look better so I might as well give up.

On the last day, we shopped around Asheville and stumbled upon a tiny boutique called, Charmed. I remember a thought passed through my mind as I browsed, “What would Kelsey wear? She always looks so cute…” I began searching for earthy tones and cool boho outfits…just like she would. Pathetic, I know.

An aqua blue romper with ruffles immediately caught my eye. “This is SO me!” I said, picking it up off the rack and looking at the tag. The brand? Very J. (People call me J all the time so you can imagine where this is going…)

I couldn't hide my excitement. It was as in that moment, seeing it dared me to focus on who God made ME, not someone else. It dared me to stay true to myself. It wasn't called very Kelsey. It was called Very J. It was my kind of style that reflects my kind of heart.

Hmm, coincidence? I think not.

“I have to try it on!” I squealed.

A perfect fit! And only $22! I snapped this photo, sent it to my husband, and bought it without a second thought.

 

It was the first time all weekend I finally felt good in what I was wearing and I couldn't help but change into it immediately.

“Well, now I feel self conscious!” She said as I made the purchase.

You? You feel self-conscious?” I said, hardly able to believe what I had just heard, “Why?'

She admitted to feeling the same–even expressing the fact that she went shopping before the trip, ” I asked my husband if I could go shopping before we came because I knew I was going with you and you always have such cute dresses!”

Mind. Blown.

My jaw dropped at the fact that she had felt the same pit of insecurity I'd secretly carried the 48 hours before. I expressed my shock and admitted that I had been doing the same.

Seriously?! She asked, both of us trying not to laugh at the madness.

And then all tension broke and we hugged and the atmosphere shifted. It's like the courage to be transparent for .02 seconds shattered the invisible boxes we had been trapped inside of.

Maybe you've done the same thing. Maybe you've been stuck in the same glass box…not really living but constantly comparing. Maybe you've spent more time comparing yourself to your friends instead of living in real community with them. But God showed me something this weekend and it's this: Comparison is illusive. The math just doesn't work. Because if I'm comparing myself to her, whether it's her personality, job, talents, or shoes; chances are she's probably comparing herself to me. And if you think about it for a second, the comparison on both sides basically cancels itself out. It equates to zero. It just doesn't hold any value. The only value it has, all that its worth, is the amount someone is willing to pay for it.

So the question is: why do we give it so much value? Why are we so willing to pay for it by offering so much of our time and joy and resources to feed it? Why do we sacrifice our friendships and genuine conversations trying to keep up with it? Why do we waste so much time trying to solve it anyway? That's not freedom. That's self-imposed bondage that closes us inside an imaginary box. It limits us to a story. It drives us to pretend we have the perfect life when we know that's a lie. And we begin to believe those glass walls actually exist.

But those things that divide us hold no value. Social media and stories and even the assumptions we make in person? They're illusive. They have no power. We give them power when we don't stand up and speak out through them.

So reach your hand out across the plane and be real and honest. Transparency shatters the box. Courage shatters the box. The power of God in you breaks through the moment you set your pride aside and say, “Hey girl, me too.”

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7 thoughts on “The Story Behind the Story: Help For the Girl That Compares Herself to Her Friends

  1. Wow. This is exactly what I needed today! With friends getting engaged and here I am not sure what the further holds in pretty much every area of my life, it’s overwhelming and hard not to compare yourself to others. Also, as I sit in on an interview with 4 other people thinking I’m not good enough and they will never choose me can really have an effect on your attitude and joy. But through it all I am trying so hard to TRUST the Lord with my unique life that He has orchestrated and being content in what He has blessed me with. Thank you Jordan for always sharing your insight and wisdom.

    Posted on May 30, 2017 at 5:28 pm
    1. Jordan Lee

      Taylor,
      I’m so glad to hear it encouraged you! It’s amazing how much we let our imperfections and comparison divide us instead of unite us! There is always so much more to the story, though! Praying for you as you press into trust Him more!!
      Thanks for reading!

      xo,
      J

      Posted on June 2, 2017 at 10:35 am
  2. Wow, this is SO me. I’ve only had a best friend (pretty much only friend) for a few years and we don’t hang out because I moved a few weeks after we met but we’ve stayed close even through FaceTime and texts everyday. The new friends I’ve made I have done this EXACT thing where I compare myself, overthink, doubt, etc. To this day I still struggle to make/maintain friendships because for so many years I was anti social dealing with my brokenness (depression, anxiety, etc). My husband was who coached me on how to make all the friends I have because I totally forgot how to socialize with people. It had been so long! I still have my struggles and I still feel I’m outside looking in on other girls and their long years of friendships. But this was SO great to see I’m not alone and God is working in my life helping me. There is hope!

    Posted on June 24, 2017 at 10:56 pm
  3. This is exactly what I needed. Having an eating disorder and suffering from depression, it is so hard to not compare myself to others and this post really just showed me that I’m not alone and that we all feel insecurities and we a compare ourselves to others. Thank you so much for all your blogs, they really keep me going xx

    Posted on July 8, 2017 at 2:53 am
  4. This is so beautiful. This is more than what I needed to hear. I’ve just been dealing with insecurity for such a long time. There are times where I feel that I am so confident and beautiful. Then, I see other girls and that natural ugly feeling comes rushing me. I always feel like I have to look like the girl next to me. I always feel guilty for feeling this way and I’ve prayed on this numerous amounts of times. God used you to really opened my eyes. This so helpful. This reminds me that I’m wonderfully and fearfully made in God’s image. God bless you and continue making these blogs and sharing your experiences and thoughts because without this I would probably still be stressing about my image and identity. Keep the faith strong! Have a wonderful rest of your day!!

    Posted on July 15, 2017 at 6:53 pm