He wondered, “Why can’t I be as good as her?”
She seemed faster, stronger, smarter, nicer, more skillful —
Better.
He didn’t account for the good inside himself, because it seemed less-good than hers.
He didn’t even see his good, because hers seemed better, and so he saw himself as not-good. As bad, because he felt so overshadowed.
He was wrong.
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