The feeling arrives uninvited.
Everyone is ahead.
Everyone knows more.
Everyone shipped the thing you are still figuring out.
It feels like fact.
It is only a map,
and it is not yours.
You are comparing your inside
to their outside.
Your doubt against their highlight.
Your rough draft against their published page.
Your Tuesday against their whole career, flattened into a post.
That was never a fair race.
It was never a race at all.
They started somewhere you cannot see.
They struggled in years you did not watch.
They are behind on a hundred things
that no one made a map of.
The map that says you are late
was drawn by someone
who does not know where you are going.
Different destination,
different route,
different clock.
There is no universal starting line.
There is only the distance
between who you were last year
and who is reading this now.
Measure that.
It is the only measurement
that has anything to do with you.
Comparison is not motivation.
It is a thief
wearing motivation's coat.
It takes the energy you needed for the work
and spends it on a scoreboard
that is not even keeping your score.
You will always find someone ahead.
That is not a verdict.
That is just what a large world looks like.
So close the map that is not yours.
Ask the one question that pays:
what is the next honest step from here.
Take it.
Then take the one after.
Progress is quiet.
It does not announce itself.
It does not trend.
But it is yours,
and it is the only kind
that ever actually arrives.
– Serguey Asael Shinder
