I had originally planned to post my story about infertility before James and our current secondary infertility, but something has repeatedly told me to post about my wrestle with comparing myself to others. I’ve realized that I have a nasty habit of constantly comparing myself to those around me. It’s as if I can’t shut off the voice in my head that says others are better or worse than I am, judging by specific behaviors, appearances, life choices, etc… This is a constant wrestle that daily wears on me, mostly because I haven’t yet discovered how to consistently judge others or myself with righteousness and compassion. It’s easy for me…