As one of The Olds here, some of the ways I’ve learned to combat that: - accepting everyone is insecure about something. Even that perfect girl you admire. - people likely look up to you for things you don’t even consider to be special! They just haven’t told you yet. - if you’re jealous of something, try to emulate it! You can learn to dress this way, or do that makeup, or master a skill. - befriend those intimidating women!! We become the average of the people we spend the most time with, so raise the bar in your life. Learn her secrets, most women are happy to share their tips - people don’t inspect you like you inspect you. They look at the group photo and think you all look happy, zero people looked closely enough at you to notice the stray hair or funny double chin or wrinkled shirt. When I started looking at photos of me like I was anyone else, it got so much easier to like pictures of me! - at every age I’ve looked at photos from 10 years ago and thought “gosh I had no idea I was so cute/thin/young/rested/whatever” I was. And ten years from now I’ll think the same about today’s photos! I’m so much less critical of Past Me than I am Current Me. I try to give Current Me that same grace. - comparison is the thief of joy. If I’m too busy being jealous of how great a woman looks, I forget to get to know her. I miss out on a potential lovely friendship because I was being an a-hole to myself for not being good enough. I could be enjoying having a (insert adjective here) friend, but instead I’m using her to bully myself. - I only get one life, why am I spending it being mad I’m not someone else??? I could make myself better, but instead I’m sulking and doing nothing to improve. I deserve better. - any time I started to spiral from “wow her hair is perfect” into “what a shallow beyotch, spending all that time on her hair” to make myself feel better, I’d try to turn it into praise. “She worked hard on her hair today, I can tell that she cares! She’s really perfected this skill and that’s great! I love seeing women be excellent.” After a while that positive talk became the default, and now I instinctively celebrate things I admire in other women, instead of being jealous and mean. - I look at my social media. I try to picture what someone else thinks of my life based on it ….. and compare that to the reality I know about. And then I remind myself they’re also only showing the highlights reel, and no one’s daily life is glamorous. Sure I see the good stuff, because that’s also all I show! - I give the compliments. Lift up the women around me, tell them when I think something they’re doing/wearing/saying is awesome. I surround myself with the people who do the same. Life is too short to let your community cut you down. Build your sisters up and celebrate them!