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	<title>Comments on: In the Comparison Game No One Leaves a Winner</title>
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		<title>By: Katherine</title>
		<link>https://halfkindled.com/in-the-comparison-game-no-one-leaves-a-winner/#comment-396</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 04 Dec 2014 23:46:31 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[There are definitely times I know that I have pulled that stunt of criticizing myself to fish for compliments.  More and more though I think these conversations are coming up because of the hyper-conected and super visual world we live in. People have an almost endless stream of options of people, or aspects of people&#039;s lives to compare themselves. I know I have to keep my feelings of inferiority in check when I read certain blogs. I love the blogs that keep it real (such as yours).  I remember there was one home decor blog that I followed, in which the woman said she was going to keep it real and show the &quot;messy side&quot; of the room she was photographing: three magazine&#039;s and two letters on the dining room table. . . even her mess looked staged. I unsubscribed from her after that post.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>There are definitely times I know that I have pulled that stunt of criticizing myself to fish for compliments.  More and more though I think these conversations are coming up because of the hyper-conected and super visual world we live in. People have an almost endless stream of options of people, or aspects of people&#8217;s lives to compare themselves. I know I have to keep my feelings of inferiority in check when I read certain blogs. I love the blogs that keep it real (such as yours).  I remember there was one home decor blog that I followed, in which the woman said she was going to keep it real and show the &#8220;messy side&#8221; of the room she was photographing: three magazine&#8217;s and two letters on the dining room table. . . even her mess looked staged. I unsubscribed from her after that post.</p>
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		<title>By: Laura</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 02 Dec 2014 19:12:28 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[So true!  I&#039;m afraid I get impatient when people (women, usually) start tearing themselves down or doing the comparison thing.  I know usually they&#039;re not consciously fishing for compliments, but it feels that way.  I&#039;m just like, &quot;yeah, yeah, whatever; let&#039;s move on.&quot;]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>So true!  I&#8217;m afraid I get impatient when people (women, usually) start tearing themselves down or doing the comparison thing.  I know usually they&#8217;re not consciously fishing for compliments, but it feels that way.  I&#8217;m just like, &#8220;yeah, yeah, whatever; let&#8217;s move on.&#8221;</p>
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